Ghost is hunting out in the wilds without any supervision from Jon, as if the dire wolf has done so before countless times back home. And who is Jon to deny the wolf the right to hunt. But the horse's nostrils flare, ears flatten back, and yank on the reins again.

"He'll be fine, Naugus. He just never saw anything like you before, and well he is a horse. They get spooked by someone who farted real loud, or if he saw his own shadow." Jon tries to keep the horse calm, but after another tug on the reins and he simply lets it go and the horse goes running off with some of Jon's gear.

At least it is summer here, or it feels like summer. "The anti-violence field failed? That must have been some impressive magic that would have caused that to happen. I've been a bit busy back home. But I'm here for now, but I'm not exactly sure how I can help." He tries to smile, as he looks up and he takes a good look around him to take in the plaza.

"I'm not a wizard."