Not exactly, no.

You try anything and everything you can think of, jumping, swinging the dagger, calling the demon out of you, everything, yet nothing works. It is odd though as you do those things you have a definite sense that you could do some of it but you seem to be missing the formula. The more you try the more you are convinced that your access to your magic has somehow become linked to actual spells and formulas that you need to recite to open the door to let the magic out. “So I need to find someone who can teach me the spells, or invent them I guess.”

A knock on the door startles you for a second, but you are sure it is the girl with your food and clothes so you go over and let her in. Not wanting to be the total creep you hide behind the door as she sets down your food, wine, and clothes. As the food is hot you devour it like a ravenous animal, once full you are pretty sure you now have quite a bit of magic flowing within you. “Time to ask someone for help.”

The clothes he picked are pretty, a nice dress with a flowing bottom that falls to your knees and has a wide open neck and little sleeves. It is deep green and you think it would look great with your red hair, as you think that you say, “Wait, I'm like totally bald right?” Your hand slaps your head and you feel hair, not a lot, an inch or so long at most, but you have hair. You can't resist the urge and yank a single hair, “Youch.” You laugh, sure enough fire engine red just like the tattoo of the demoness you had last night, only much shorter. You opt for the second set of clothes as it seems more practical. A set of very small white lace panties and bra are first. Second layer is a white short sleeve shirt with an open midriff and a soft reddish brown leather pair of pants that ride low on your hips and end a bit below the knees with a slit on the sides to the knees for extra mobility, or maybe just to look cool. You slide your little moccasins back on and put all your magic items on, putting the dress in your magic pack. Last you buckle on the belt and load and holster the little gun.

Taking the room key you head out into the city after asking the serving girl for advice on where to go. She points you to either the temple or the library, “Both have creepy magicians.” She advises.