Harriette Chantwood

Harriete went from outdoors to indoors in a flash, and she did what any smart archer would do - grab her bow.

Only, her bow wasn't there. Now were her boots. Or gloves, or hood, or-

She looked at her party. They were all naked. She was naked. That-

"That evil fucking witch stole our gear!" Gondi yelled out, covering herself. "That fucking bitch!"

Harriette felt flush outrage boil over her, too. She was going to beat Maera to a pulp when she got her hands on her.

Esta laughed.

"What the hell is so funny?" Spat Harriette.

"Look! She teleported us to her treasure room! Everything in here is magic!"

Harriette looked around, and the elf was right. The walls were stocked with armour, cloths, weapons and more! It was a treasure trove! It even had several rows of chests! They'd hit the jackpot, going from basic gear to enchanted gear. She'd have had to go adventuring for years otherwise.

What to take first, though?