"Okay Marbell, you pathetic moron, what's your problem this time?" the Sheriff yelled at Marbell.
"We have another evil Pixie in the forest, your Lordship."
"Well shoot it then Marbell!"
"Um, that's what I did. I shot a bolt into its' evil heart, but it jumped right out of its' clothes and chased me, I think it said it was robbing bad debtors."
"Bad debtors?" The Sheriff knew exactly what he meant. "This must mean he’s coming for me. Curses, I knew I should have paid that pesky Friar Tuck for that last cask of Friars' Mead, killing him may have been a mistake."
"You killed the friar?"
"It was sort of an accident, he slipped onto my sword while trying to avoid falling off of the ramparts."
"You killed him with your sword?"
"No, no, he drowned in the moat, it was an accident, I didn't know he couldn't swim. Stabbing him and pushing him off the tower was just me being playful, I didn't mean for him to land in the moat."
"Oh well, that's all right then isn't it."
"Now then Marbell, call out the guard and capture the evil Pixie."
"Yes sir, your Lordship."
"Or it'll be you that takes the next swimming lesson."
Meanwhile, somewhere deep in the forest, Robin had dressed and decided to try to find an inn so that he could get some breakfast.
He started along the trail in the direction that Marbell had run, after half a mile or so he came to a fork in the forest trail.
"Hmm, I'll take this with me, now all I need is a knife, a plate, and some food," Robin said as he bent down to pick up the fork.
Slightly later he came to a junction where four trails converged, there was a signpost that pointed down each trail.
"If only I could read," he thought. "Ah, now then, there are pictures as well as words. The one that points to the left has a picture of a castle so it must be the trail to Nottingham Castle. The one pointing back where I came from has a picture of a river, that makes sense. The one pointing to the right has a picture of a man dressed in green, just like me, not sure what that means. The last pointer, that points straight ahead, has a silhouette of a man and a knife and fork. Ah ha, breakfast!"
Robin set off along the trail that lay straight ahead, the sign obviously meant that he would find an Inn with food and a toilet.
The trail was long and after a while the forest started to look rather strange. He came upon a rope bridge that crossed a chasm with a river deep below it, beside the bridge was another sign, a white face with large black eyes above two bones.
"Mmm, spareribs, can't be far now," he thought to himself as he crossed the bridge.
The forest was looking even stranger than before, the plants were most unusual and there were unusual bird calls deep among the trees, at one point he was sure he, heard something roaring.
"I've never seen plants like this before. Hold on there's a clearing ahead. What's that in the middle? it looks a bit like granny Ethel's
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