As Ty floated out of the building, still learning how her new body worked. Why had she ended up as a ghost? And a female? She was still in the process of making a character when she was pulled into the game. Had something gone wrong? There wasn't anything in the rules she had read that would suggest there was a time limit to pick characters. Before she left, Ty found a mirror, and looked at what her new body looked like. She was surprisingly younger than Ty expected the character to be. Instead of looking grey and dead, if you looked at her in the right light, you wouldn't be able to tell she was dead.
A short red skirt revealed long, hairless legs ending in a pair of flat shoes, though she probably would never have to walk in them, due to now perpetually floating. Underneath the skirt, she felt the unnatural opening that felt more alien to her even than her unusual racial transformation. If she'd had to walk, she would have felt the absence of a dick more, but examining her form hugging skirt and feeling the panties underneath brought it home to Ty. If her bottom half had not cemented her understanding of her fate, her top half certainly did. She wore a blue t-shirt, and open jacket, revealing large breasts held in place by some form of bra. She was glad that the game world they seemed to be in was advanced enough to have moved beyond the death traps known as corsets. The outfit was comfortable, even if it felt as alien as her new body.
She could worry more about this later. Floating out through the front door, she looked around for a signpost, figured out where the local tavern was, and began floating towards it. On arrival, she saw several parties of adventurers, but wasn't sure which one would be her party. She supposed there wouldn't be any way to tell which one was her party, given what she had ended up looking like. She decided to just approach one of the parties, and listen in on their conversations to see if they might be her party.