The hut was locked, as were the windows and surprisingly the backdoor. Why I was under the impression that they'd be unlocked is beyond me. Guess I have to rely on my non-existent lock picking skills then.
Remembering all the tv shows and movies that I've watched, I crouch down and move my right hand so that I can pull out the moisture from the atmosphere around me. With my left hand I create a small opening in the top layer of soil so I can get to the clay layer underneath. Continuing with my left hand, I pull up small amounts of clay and start mixing it with the small amount of water that I've drawn with my right hand. Using both hands I start to manipulate the damp clay in my hands to become a small shaft with a thinning tip.
Once the shape was to my liking, I had it hover in the air with my right hand while I generate a small flame with my left. Hardening the clay shaft took longer than I thought, can't have it cracking on me.
Standing up, I walk towards the front door and slowly insert the hardened clay shaft into the lock. Tragically, my clay shaft snapped as soon as I inserted it in. Well guess that won't work. Maybe a wooden shaft would work?
Bringing myself to the nearest tree, I gesture above my head and create a medium sized wind blade to cut off a small branch on the tree. With the branch falling towards me, I generate a light breeze to caught the branch and guide it to the ground away from me. With my new lock picking tool medium in hand, all I need now is something to carve it with.
My options are a sharp rock or using magic.
Well finding a sharp rock in this area is going to be hard, so lets leave that as a last resort. Which leaves magic; I can use wind, water or fire to shape my tree branch. I rule out fire right away, since I don't have that kind of control and I don't want to burn the tree branch to a crisp.
Next is wind; while it looks the most ideal since i can generate wind blades, it's actually not. I would have to make the wind blades small enough that they slowly chip away at the branch, but they'd still need the same power as the wind blade I use to cut the branch to begin with. So I'll put that on hold for now.
And last but not least, is water. I could create a water blade, which is similar to a wind blade. But unless there enough pressure behind the blade to produce a pressurized edge that could cut wood, then that's a no go as well.
Even though the magic above weren't very good options, I might as well try them. Who knows I might actually succeed with one of them.
Placing the branch vertical in the ground. I flick my finger on my left hand to generate a small wind blade. When the small blade of wind hit the vertical branch all it did was slant it backwards slightly. So my guess was right in that my small wind blade is not strong enough to cut the branch.
Resetting the branch so it's perfectly straight again. I try my next magic.
Water blade time. With my finger on my right hand, I flick a small water blade into existence. And a tiny splash of water for the win, not. The water blade hardly had any velocity behind it, which means the pressure required to slice, let alone cut anything is nonexistent.
Time to be a fire bug! Resetting the branch once again, I create the smallest fireball I can and shoot it towards the branch. The small fireball caught the branch and slowly started to consume the branch to prolong its life.
Guess I need a new branch.
Persisting for a couple more hours, I finally found a delicate balance between using fire, wind and water magic. First I'd use water magic to soften the branch slightly, then I'd cut of small sections with a wind blade (which took a couple of small wind blades being generated within seconds of each other) and harden it with heat from a nearby fireball. Although the process barely worked, I managed to carve some lock picking looking tools.
Approaching the man made hut, I insert the slim branch tool into the lock. And with my other hand I inserted another tool.
A half second into the second lock picking tool being inserted, a brown magic script in the shaped of a circle spreads out from the lock. Followed by smaller versions of itself spreading out from the original, creating a beautiful mandala. The door then flashes once all the mini brown magic scripts fill up every inch of space available.
With the intensity of the flashing magic scripts a invisible force flings me backwards until I hit a tree from behind the tree line.
Apparently breaking into someone's hut isn't allowed in this new world either.
Picking myself up and checking for any injuries that I couldn't feel, I straighten my cloths and approach the hut again. Passing the sign, I managed to put one foot on the ground before the door flashed again and I'm sent flying back into the forest.