Engelbert was outside for the moment, helping the caravan hands settling the horses at the back. He always had a soft spot for the creatures, despite these ones being draft animals instead of the prized warhorses he once had. Patting one of them at the passing, the armored knight dragged and tilted over the old trough filled with stagnant water at the whinnying protest of the horses. He chuckled, muffled by the heavy rain, walking out with the now emptied trough in hand.

[b][color=#4269E2]"Patience now, I'll be right back."[/color][/b]

Off to the river he went, the raindrop drumming against his armor like a thousand arrows. A few rough scrub brushed off the worst of the moss, the bits of dirt sliding off his gauntlets like water off a duck's back. Rinse a few times and it's as good as new... well, mostly. Humming a marching tune, Engelbert refilled and carefully balanced the now sizeably weighty baggage on his shoulder. He ignored the gaping helpers as he marched back, carefully depositing the fresh water before the horses.

[b][color=#4269E2]"I believe that is all. You can handle the rest, yes?"[/color][/b]

He was answered with muted nods, satisfactory enough. Stomping back to the front, he let the rain wash over his greaves before finally stepping into the house. The entrance was tall enough, but he had to tilt sideways to accomodate for his bulk. Once inside, his gaze fell upon the room and the state of abandonment it was in. Not surprising, considering the similar state of the stable out back. Perhaps the others had figured something out.

[b][color=#4269E2]"So! What did I missed?"[/color][/b]