Monday, June 16, 1650
You did, effectively, remain in Eichstatt an extra day while trying to find an appropriate person to identify the books you received from Robur. And so now it is early afternoon as you travel the road to Nuremberg, joining with the main route towards your destination again. The main road is well travelled - you regularly come across others heading south, and with the carriage you come up and overtake people upon the road in singles or in groups every hour.
The country you are moving through becomes a dense forest after rejoining the road SE of Nuremberg. The number of people here that are not on the road drops off very quickly, and any farm cut along the side of the road - or sign of a castle or manor - becomes quite rare. The land itself, from others you might ask along the way, is under the authority of 'the Upper Palatinate' ... this being a group of semi-independent knights who dwell scattered through the wild lands to the east of where you are. They are nominally vassals of Bavaria. Many of these knights are rumored to have fought against the Turks, or against the Spanish - and certainly against the Swedes in the late war. They are catholics and highly devout, as well as reclusive in their habits.
These knights keep this road open, for although it is a major highway, the country on either side is largely wilderness, and populated by all kinds of creatures ... many of them roaming freely and occasionally striking at isolated travellers, especially late at night.
At any rate, this being the early afternoon, the carriage is waved down by a dwarf and his companions, four other men, one of whom seems to be fairly torn up - dried blood is evident upon one of his legs. The dwarves are wearing clothes suitable for warmth and for climbing, and have various equipment with them suitable for that purpose - crampons, ice hammers and such.