The note

I reached down, picking up the note. I gasped, as the sword withered away into dust on the ground and sank into the dirt till there was no trace. I guessed that carrying a sword around would be dangerous, and thieves would most probably attack me and steal it - it looked valuable. Then again, I could have traded it for proper clothes! I decided to read the note.

Do not worry about your clothes, by the time you finish reading this note the problem will be fixed. Do not go by your old name, Jessica. From now on, your name is Niharia. Some words of advice would be to speak politely to everybody, try to avoid contact with ANYTHING un-human, or and human that looks different and do not allow anyone to talk you into anything which could possibly be dangerous.

          - a friend

I was wondering what it meant by the clothes when suddenly the note dissolved in golden light and I was suddenly wearing a loose white dress. I looked up, wondering what to do. Maybe I should have said no to the voice in my dead, I thought to myself. I decided the best thing to do was to get up and go somewhere.