[The Perky Ent]

Arthur's estate wasn't crowded with many buildings. In fact, besides Arthur's house, there were no major buildings at all. Just a wide plain of fields, and hills. Being such a beautiful location, many people would enter without permission, but Arthur took care of it. Apart from the land, there was a large pond, plentiful with fish. Realizing the opportunity, Arthur would charge people to fish in the pond. Presently, there was nobody there, with the exception of of Gimbrol, the man Arthur hired to keep track of the money people paid to fish in the pond. "Grimbrol, I'm calling you in! What's today's profit? Where's my money?" Arthur asked, dismounting from his horse.

"Oh, Arthur!" the startled Grimbrol said. "I didn't expect you to visit here today! What brings you here? Something wrong?" "Where's the money?" Arthur said, closing in on Grimbrol. "Uh...what money? There is no money! There's been no one here all day! No one!" Grimbrol said, his checks blushing. Arthur walked around the edge of the pond, looking for clues. Arthur didn't trust Grimbrol for one second, but went along with it anyway. "You're right, there's been no one here all day. I'll just go home." Arthur said, walking back to his horse. "Yes, go home and get some sleep! I daresay you need it. You're been working hard lately. Take a break. Go home." Grimbrol said, giving a subtle exhale. "Oh, by the way, Grimbrol! I talked to Peter Hollums today. You know him don't you? He runs the pub? Well, he was thanking me today for my generocity for letting him use my pond. He says he cought seven fish, and paid you well for it!"

In an instant, Arthur pulled out his sword, and landed it on Grimbrol's throat. "Trecherous little worm! All this time, you've been slowly robbing me! I should cut your throat! You don't deserve life! But I'll give you one chance! Where's my money?" The veins were popping in Arthur's nect as he held his sword firm. "Here! Here! Take it! Just don't kill me!" Grimbrol said, throwing a leather bag filled with gold. Arthur was still for a moment, but then put his sword back. Pausing, he then grtabbed his club, and hit Grimbrol's horse very strongly. Running after it, Grimbrol sprinted into the horizon. Grabbing the money, Arthur got back on his horse, and road back to his house.