For countless hours you follow the stream without seeing a soul. You are beginning to suspect that this land is completely devoid of intelligent life when you happen upon a series of long, level fields, planted in precise rows with sweet-smelling yellow herbs. A path runs up from the stream to the brow of a hill.
If you wish to stop and examine this field of herbs, turn to 28.
If you decide to follow the path to the top of the hill, turn to 115.