Being a somewhat modest lady however her first order of business would be to don some attire, thus the magician needed to venture to some apparel shoppe. Thinking nothing of how she looked the female would simply come out of the earth next to one of the trees with the pink petals that she forgot the name of, brush herself off and begin to walk towards a place that emitted the most light and noise closest to her.
It did not take long before she found some place she mistook for a clothing store and even less time haggling with the bewildered cashier about purchasing a mannequin's outfit in a place that normally sold enchanted items or scrolls. Undeterred by the fact it was just a regular set of clothes, the lich would purchase them and dress in front of the cashier who had just now realized the oddity of the situation in front of him. Before he could say anything however Jolyne would bid her farewell as she left through the door she had entered only moments before, but now she had some clothes, a most important caveat to her.
Arriving outside she would wonder what exactly had changed in the time that she was dead, perhaps a fellow mage could tell her something to catch her up on the current state of affairs in the world. While it seemed she might not end up having a care in the world thanks to her unique physiology, that did not mean that she did not care about the world itself.