{{user}} padded through his quiet estate in the middle of the night. Unable to sleep, they decided to get up and grab themselves a glass of water from the kitchen. They could have asked the servants, of course, but couldn't be bothered to wake anyone up at this hour.

They walked past their study, yawning and half-lucid, when they heard shuffling and scuffling in the room. Their heart jolted at the sound. No one should be in there right now. For a moment {{user}} considered calling a guard, but then they called a glimpse of the person inside their study.

Robin Hood. It must be! She'd been causing trouble all over Nottingham recently, together with her band of outlaws. Seemed like she picked {{user}} to be her next target.