Evers looked up from the Heart to notice the golden stud for the first time and silently cursed himself for not being more observant earlier. His gaze, however, was immediately drawn to the brown dragon who perched on the stallion's back, Evers had very rarely come across such creatures and he felt excitement bubble up through his old bones. The stranger had a lingering scent of many, suggesting he was maybe apart of a herd though which one Evers couldn't quite tell as blue ears swivelled to catch the chap's words. How humbly he spoke! It had been sometime since Evers had heard such an honest voice, it was like a sweet song on his lobes and so different from the angered voices that often plagued meetings with his brothers. The hints of blasphemous plans that laced through their voices, there was nothing like that in this stallion before him who stood with an innocent curiosity. The blue stared back for a moment, gaze shifting between the horse and his dragon before he began to part his lips. However, before he could answer the good gentleman's question another scent wafted around his nostrils and gaze sharply shifted.

It was a young mare of brown and blue hues, her hair alight with fire and accompanied by yet another dragon. This on as pale as snow. Evers' eyes bulged, he'd never seen a mare of such colour like this before and where were all these dragons coming from? She bounced over with what looked like excitement in her step and approached them, her voice was soft when she spoke and asked if they needed any help. For a moment Evers was completely dumb founded, who were these strangers before him with creatures of legend? He swallowed, but slowly a plan began to form in his mind and he felt a chuckle at how fate had suddenly swung his way. Maybe these two could help him.

Slowly, Evers proffered his head to both in regal greeting, carefully choosing his next words. "Hello, I'm Evers the Able. Actually I am in need of assistance, I have been sent on a quest by the God of Earth to collect fire from this very hole, but I'm at a loss as to how to get it out. Would you and your friends be willing to help me?" he asked in his quiet, polite vocals. Excited at the prospect of finally finishing his quest, he unconsciously moved closer to his bucket. It had been a long time and a lot of things had happened to him, becoming a Chief was something he never thought would happen. Though he had enjoyed his short reign and missed his brothers dearly. Maybe after finally finishing his quest, he would be able to go find them.

(Trying first person, please bare with me - hope its ok I popped her in here, if not ill delete it)

I had not really seem my Daddy much since my birth, mother always told us that he was busy with big important herd things. So when I saw him herding out away from the Edge I took my chance and followed him. His longer legs made much bigger and steadier steps than that of my own, as this was the first time I had been anywhere other that within World's Edge. My light green eyes take in everything with pure interest and curiosity. So much so that I fall behind my Daddy by quiet a bit. Thankfully I soon pick up the welcoming smell that is my home and quickly follow him onward. He was in a place I did not know the name of, simply eating grass. I linger near by, not sure if Daddy would be mad that I followed him or not. But of course I followed him as one day I wanted to be just like him. Already I had discovered I could lessen both mental and physical pain in others. Maybe I could be a good helper when my Daddy had to heal someone? In the meantime I wanted to learn as much as I could from him.

It wasn't long before another was noticed by my Daddy, a blue stallion with horns coming out of his... neck?! He was not like any of those with horns that call the Edge their home. My Daddy went to speak to him, but I was to far away to over hear any of the conversation. moments later a strangely colored mare and white dragon arrived, and from the looks of things Daddy knew them. She was maybe.... big brother Aaron's age? I couldn't be sure unless I got a closer look. I had barely started forward when another stallion arrived. He seemed upset by something and that is when I knew I needed to find out what was going on. Gangly foal legs carry me forward, looking over the newcomer as well. More strange looking horns that curled instead of growing straight up to the sky. The strangely colored mare spoke of helping the blue stallion as I drew closer. Shyly I place myself by my Daddy's right side, leaning in a bit to press against him if he would allow it. Softly I spoke up "I want to help to." My eyes flash to the faces of the adults, wondering if i was even big enough to be of any help. All I really wanted was to spend some time with my Daddy.

"talking the talk"

The painted boy seemed to already know the two newest arrivals, Adele and Vera, he wondered if they too had come from the land of Isilme. It was highly possible and not all that surprising if Evers didn't know them, he liked to keep himself to himself. Unless it was brother business. He wondered if these horses would have a different opinion of him if they knew what kind of unsavoury things he got up to when with his brothers, he'd been through the rituals of Mandrake so many times that the vulgar no longer bothered him. He was the next oldest from Wilder and potentially one of the most successful alongside his much larger brother Archibald. Though the Able didn't really have a desire to live so closely to that hairy brute, he only managed tolerance of him in meetings, but sooner or later he would have to return to the Foothills. To go find him and figure out what he is meant to do next. His thoughts were broken when the paint turned to speak with him, exclaiming at his title before offering his own dragon's services. "Indeed, good man. Tell your friend he has my thanks, I think I'll need all the help I can get."

A smile drifted onto his features and remained there until he caught sight of Casimir, his body freezing in shock. The pale, blind brother who tended to defer to Evers on most occasions, especially when Archibald was around, like the skinny blue was some solid protection. Evers never really knew why Casimir was like this, but put up with him anyway. Family was family after all. "Kipp? Slow down Casimir you're not making any sense. Explain it slowly to me, what's wrong with him?" His quiet voice held notes of anxiety, it had been sometime since he'd seen Kipp, not since the meeting in the woods. What could of happened to him? Was this Mandrake's doing? Or Archibald's? Or someone else? Or Something? So many questions he wanted to ask, but he waited patiently on Casimir, hoping the boy would calm down and tell the tale slowly.

It was Adele's turn to speak then and Evers dragged his troubled mind away from the matters of family, blue ears twitching to take in her words. As soon as he processed them his little face lit up, finally he could finish his quest. All of a sudden he wanted shower the two with thanks, but schooled his expression and turned his attention to the task at hand. "I cannot thank you two enough for aiding me! I will owe you both a debt after this." He proffered his head to both Torasin and Adele. "If you could have your wonderful dragon friends fly into the Heart and retrieve the fire, a good solid stick should do and if one of you could help carry it back to the Veins? I would be very grateful." Even his shy tones held hints of excitement. Not long know and the quest that seemed like it would go on forever, would finally be over.

The next event to happen was totally out of the blue as Evers' gaze fell upon a young gangly foal who seemed to bare resemblance to the painted gentleman. She further confirmed his thoughts when she leaned into the gilded stud and the skinny stallion offered her a warm smile and the bow of his head. "I would not want you to get hurt, little one." He said, kindly to her before falling silent and allowing the others to speak.