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Bumped and bruised, Jamwine startles awake to a bright morning light, dew soaked trousers and a sense as if his head had been smacked with a dwarven hammer.
Without as much as a morning stretch, Jamwine was suddenly jerked up from his groggy slumber by a passing herd of cattle. As he stepped back only to sink his foot into a pile of manure, he realized this day was not going well for him.
It was at this moment that Jamwine realized he was not at all about his bearings, and discovered he was quite lost. A winding path that wrapped around the overgrown fields set out in front of him. Walking left would lead uphill, while the right path dropped down into a shaded grove. Hamfiddles are well known for their more than usual laziness, so naturally the downhill path was chosen. Down the path he strolled. The shade becoming thicker, the air falling cooler, and the day growing darker.