Back in grade 8 I was told a legend by a substitute teacher. I don't know where it takes place and it's been YEARS since I've repeated it so my take on it will no doubt be vague.

From what I remember, it's a man who swore to protect a family or friend's treasure, which if I'm right was 3 crowns from past kings or something like that. The protector guy somehow died but continued to protect the goods from the grave. Towards the end of the story, it's said that a man who was plotting to steal the treasure fell of a cliff and was killed. Witnesses say that although there was NO ONE in sight, the way his body lunged forward out of nowhere made it seem as the he was pushed or tackled off the cliff. I don't know how he went on to rationalize and justify things, but it was the protector who pushed the main off the cliff.

That's all I remember. Does this ring a bell for anyone?