You were in the forest, taking a hike for some exercise. As you were walking, you found what seems to be a black pot of gold! You examine it and and attempt to take the pot. As you were walking with the gold in your arms, what seems to be a leprechaun walks up to you with an awful smirk.

“Is that me gold you have in your hands, lad?”

He speaks, his voice scratchy with an Irish accent.