You get up and brush yourself off. You are alright, the fall just knocked the wind out of you. You ankle biting dog is fine as well. You step outside the ruins of the farm house to find these strange pudgy people staring in awe at you and your dog. They are very short, the tallest coming up to your lower chest. They think you are some kind of sky god. They bring you food and wine and dance naked around you. This actually gets you kinda hot so you take a couple nubile Munchkin ladies into the ruined farmhouse for a little ritual sex.