You take a few things.

Wanting to protect your feet more than anything else you slide them into the sandals. As soon as you do the other things start to melt. First to go are both other pairs of shoes and the socks. Without really thinking you lash out your hand and grab the shorts and the top and pull them on. They fit quite nicely and your body seems to have grown ever so slightly more human like. The rest of the clothes melt away as does the bed.

“Hurry!” You hear from the window.

You turn and climb onto the table. Now that you are on it you see a scroll case on a chain, you roll up the map and slide it inside, then sling it over your shoulder. You also grab a wide brimmed hat. You pull yourself out of the window just in time as the room fills with sand. Looking around for the source of the voice you are a bit surprised to see no one around. You seem to be at the edge of a forest with a path leading in.

A big tree next to the path has a few items leaning against it. A bolt action ww1 style rifle, a long glowing spear, a gnarled staff, and a small thin sword disguised as a walking stick. Glowing words on the tree read, “Choose one.”