Kind Midas
Tolan was a good man, well; he was in his own opinion. He loved his job and worked hard. Mind what other people thought, his job was a difficult one and was demanding. For Tolan was a tax collector who not only demanded money, and worked hard to evict people from their homes, but also to take items of value from families who didn't have enough money to pay off his outrageous taxes. This of course was a difficult thing for the families to do. None the less, Tolan's taxes made him rich, because he kept most of what he got for himself, rather than give it to the king whom he was collecting the taxes for.
Despite the money he made, he was hardly ever satisfied with what he got from the families to pay for their taxes. But that didn't mean he didn't like his job any less. Tolan thought there was nothing more fun than to get those poor low-life families to cry. However, what is heart truly desired was Gold. If it could be said there was a weakness in Tolan's cold unfeeling heart, it would be said of his love for gold. In a unexplainable way he as drawn to it, like a drunk is taken to wine. If the person who was paying him refused to give Tolan any gold that he might happen to see to him, than he would simply break in later and steal it. No on really understood why he was so drawn to gold, he probably didn't know either. But it was clear that Tolan's mind was only filled with greed and the desire for gold. Despite this, he wasn't a fool; he still knew what his pennies were worth, and what was of value and what was not. He was not easy to fool when it came to that. But that didn't mean he couldn't be misguided and deceived.
Now where is this tale going one may ask? And who is this tale even of? This is my story on how I tricked Tolan. I am Aubree, the one who helped Tolan to get the very gift that would forever give him want he wanted the most, but because of it, he died.