"Theadore Martins..." She muttered as she looked towards that observatory. She knew there was a manor attached to it as well. The small witch bit her lower lip as she looked around, seeing that her brother and his friends were still too involved in an argument to even notice. She hurried off down the road, running quickly as she made her way to her destination. She was determined to get some answers, and hopefully this man would have them.<br/><br/>"Ragnar!" A pained gasp seemed to leave her as a creature materialized from her shoulder. Crimson, blood red scales covered the small, thin framed creature, black claws accenting its paws.  The creature as a small dragon, it's wings spanning a foot as it began flying next to the witch, it's bright red eyes watching her slightly. "You know, a warning when you do that would be nice." She added with a small sigh, the small dragon almost amused. "I swear, your such a troublesome familiar." Then again, she was a trouble witch. It wasn't long before she arrived at the manor, breathing deeply as she knocked on the door quickly, the dragon perched on her shoulder as he watched.