Kantje never meant to find trouble but knowing his luck it somehow always find him regardless of the situation. Today was nothing interesting just walking around the village sparking up whatever conversation he felt like with the others in the village, making a few new improvements on his house but after a little while he changed it up and went for a walk in the forest outside of the village.

Normally the forest was nothing interesting either just loosely dense trees, shrubs and random plants scattered around and an old, barely noticeable path snaking through the trees. Slowly he came aware that someone was followibg him the faintest sound of footsteps heard stepping on leaves and the nagging feeling of their eyes trailing him as he walked

“You’re not hiding yourself very well” he calls out to whoever is following him taking the trident off his back holding its handle tightly just in case the person is violent.