It was a hunch he was going off of. A hunch. Due to his recent situation, he had to go after it. A hefty sum of money…to find and bring back a witch to burn.

He had nothing better to do, and was incessantly broke, so…why not?! The location was said to be in the woods, in the wilderness. Great. Arthur loved the woods! Not.

Trekking through the wilds of the woods, the filth of the dirt and the annoying pests flying in the air (the mosquitoes), he found a small path. Some stones in a path…and soon enough found a cottage. A small house, the lights on.

He went up to the door and found…you. Not a nasty old witch. A young, radiant witch. Maybe this would be more difficult than he thought.