The Contact (RP)

"I think my dad would call her a witch." Norbert says with a big grin. "But one with only power that coms from words."

After some splashing and thowing water all around he calls the dog to him. "I believe he is clean enough to go to town again. The other will probably be waiting already." The dog clearly is not content with the sevice and shakes the water off just as Norbert gets to his knees to pet him. Norbert accepts the 'punishment' with grace and even slips him a small piece of sausage he nicked from the table.

Then he goes over to the men and prepares himself to get going again.

When Norbert returns, Albert is ready to leave. Using his broom handle as a walking staff, he's good to hit the road. He thanks both Olaf and Olga for their hospitality and heads out when the others are ready as well. "May Raynor bless this household." are his parting words.

"I'm happy to be on the road again." Norbert sighs with relief after a few miles. "Maybe we can even get to the baron this evening if we can pick the pace up again." He adds when he notices the drop in their speed. "Unless you want to visit your compagnon who is still in town. But I got a little sense of urgency from that strange guy, last night."

Albert thinks for a second. "I agree, the sooner the better. However, what if we cannot find a place to spend the night there? After last night, I'd rather avoid coming back at night time if at all possible."

When Asha is mentioned, he too seems interested in checking up on her.