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A man landed face first on the dusty road with a thud and resigned sigh. He stood up, dusted his robe, placed his fallen pointy hat on his head and scanned his surroundings. To his pleasant surprise he spotted a brook was babbling alongside the path and quickly hopped down to the brook.
"All in all, not the worst place to end up," he thought to himself as he sipped the cold and fresh water. A gentler way to wake up would have been preferable, but his situation didn't permit him such luxuries.
His thirst sated, he turned his focus onto the ring in his hand and tried to pry it off his finger. To his dismay, the ring stubbornly refused to budge. He gave it a few more attempts until he concluded that nothing had changed. Brute force would be of no use to remove the ring, for the ring was a magical artifact of considerable potency.
It wasn't that long since he'd found said ring. An adventurer had walked in town and sold a number of little bits and bops he'd found on his travels and the ring had been amongst that pile. The man, a town wizard, had felt the magical aura of that little ring and it seemed the ring alone was worth all the gold spent.
The magic of the ring seemed elusive, however. He'd tried various methods of identifying what spells might have been cast on it but to no avail. Eventually he'd made the rash decision to put it on to see if its powers would show themselves. And they sure did, for the mage was suddenly transported into the middle of an unknown meadow. The wizard was ecstatic to have found such a powerful artifact.
That feeling didn't last for long though. Firstly, the wizard realized he had no idea where he was and thus had had no control over the ring's teleportation powers. The second thing was that couldn't take the ring off no matter how hard he tried.