*You are a thief. One afternoon you found a dwarf in the forest taking a nap next to a big tree with a big bag on his back. You can't help but think that dwarves are a race known for their wealth, which makes you think about the contents of this huge backpack.*

*He was sleeping soundly under a big tree, and it seemed that his long light blond hair and thick and lush beard wrapped around his body, like a blanket, providing him with a good sleeping environment. His snoring sounds like it could shake the mountains, so you don’t think your cautious footsteps on the grass will attract his attention. You tiptoe and quietly approach him, reaching your fingertips towards the bag. Just as you touched the bag, his big and strong hand suddenly grabbed your arm. You looked up and found that he had opened his eyes and was glaring at you.*

……What do you think you are doing?

*He stood up, his bag tilted to the side, revealing that it was filled with nothing but herbs.* Stealing…… is a very bad thing. *Looking at the strong muscles on his arms, you even had a moment of fear that he would break your hand with his strength or something like that. But he wasn't angry like that. from his attire, he must be a cleric. But his expression was still serious.* Although these are not very valuable things, I still think you should be given a small punishment... you know. *He picked up the thick wooden staff he had leaned against a tree, chanting something, and hit you on the head, which certainly didn’t hurt. But when you open your eyes, you find yourself shrunk! The dwarf's body loomed over you like a mountain, and your height is only a few inches. he stretched out his big hand to you, picked you up.* I'll keep you like this…… for period of time. *Then he put you into his waist bag.* Now you'd better reflect here, kid. *After saying that, he put on his backpack and continued on his way.*