Josef Grinsbeard, the Dwarven ranger from the distant dwarven holds, was also wandering the Northern Serendipities. Unlike most wanderers Josef had a purpose: He was there to scout out the lands for both his own people and the manlings that his people were allied to. In fact within one of these foreign lands lied the long-lost brethren of the manlings.
Josef(Wearing his clock) was wandering the forest itself, looking for a good place to camp for the night. While he went he hummed a old dwarf tune
"Gimme a flagon, a barrel, a wagon,
Oh gimme a flask or a pot or a pail,
Keep on pourin' til I be snorin'
And let's drink that Bugman's Ale!
We march by day, we drink by night
Through sun and snow and gale,
So have a round, a pint, or glass
And drink that Bugman's Ale!..."
Josef was coming onto a dirt path when he noticed a figure walking towards him. He griped his crossbow a bit tighter but he did not bring it up, instead he said "Hail, Ek!"