Alistair heard a low growl and turned his head to his balcony. There he saw a dark shape against night, which was vaguely wolf-like. Alistair rubbed his eyes, and when he removed his hands, the shape was gone.<span style="font-style: italic">That was weird. I must be more tired than I thought.</span>He lie his head back down, and fell asleep.<br/><br/>Alistar awoke around 9am and quickly dressed, then left his apartment. He walked to the nearest bus stop, opting to leave his bike to the safety of the Headquarters. He rode the double-decker to the nearest cab station, walked in and asked for a cab to take him to King's Lynn, 165 km away. The trip there took about 2 and a half hours, and was uneventful. He paid the cabbie 150 pounds, and proceeded to the freighter office. "Hello, my I speak to a manager? I need transport." he asked a random worker. "Uhh... sure mate." the man said, and walked off. Alistair waited patiently for the manager to arrive. "May I help you? I was told you need transport. We uhh, we're a freighter dock, not a passenger transport." Alistair checked his finger nails, "I know that. Regardless, I need room for 4 people in your next freighter to Northern Scotland, preferably Kirkwall. Money isn't an issue." The manager thought for a moment, and checked his chart. "We do have one to Wick. I guess you can take a ferry from there to Kirkwall or where ever it is you need to go. And that'll be.. I guess, 200 pounds?" "Hmm... that's acceptable. I'll give you an extra 100 pounds to keep your mouth shut. How is that?" Alistair proposed. He could see that man's face brighten considerably at the mention of extra money. "Y-yes! That would be very acceptable! I'll go arrange everything with the captain right away. They shove-off tonight. Be at the docks around 7pm."<br/><br/>Alistair left the freighter-house and returned to the town its self. Upon entering the local tavern, he spied Mike, Nigel and Tanya all sitting and drinking. "Hey guys, I have our itinerary. Come over here so we can discuss it in private." The four of them casually walked over to a corner and sat at the table. Nigel handed Alistair a lager, and Alistair started speaking, " Tonight, we're leaving via freighter to Wick. From there, we're make our way to Thurso, roughly 32 kilometers away. Then we'll take a ferry to Stromness, 83 kilometers further. Finally, we'll make our way to Kirkwall. An additional 24 kilometers. Then we'll find whatever information we can on local castles and fortresses." Alistair finished his lager in one go, then stood up. "I'm going to go down to the docks right now and make sure everything is in order. I'll you guys tonight." With that, Alistair exited the tavern and walked to the dock.