They were getting close to the exit when a wyrm suddenly jumped out of a crevice in the wall and attacked. It was blowing flame and giving a menacing growl.

Alessir drew a pair of scimitar which floated beside him and glowed the same color as his hooves. The wyrm seemed to realize it had bitten off more than it could chew but it was too late. 

Alessir attacked decisively and the wrym died soon after.

Yudil neighed in appreciation.

"You Nevith stallions sure know how to fight!" Yudil praised him and all of them by extention.

Alessir shook his head and didn't say anything while Everard chuckled.

Yudil and his cube went into the crevice to see if the wrym had anything stashed while Alessir and Everard waited.

"Are you planning to settle here in Lumia as well?" Everard asked him.

"That is the plan though I will continue to do one shipment between Uben and Windrise every week," Alessir expalined, "It will be three days at sea, and four days in the port."

"Do you want me to look for an estate for you in the area?" Everard volunteered, "Just let me know your budget and I'll look around."

"You are being very accommodating. Have you been lonely here?" Alessir asked.

Everard did not expect such a pointed question and for a few moments he was unsure how to respond. He had gotten used to hiding behind his grumpiness and not having to answer to anyone but now being faced with his own clan, he felt a bit like he was under the microscope.

"Are you going to try to match make me in return?" Everard asked finally.

Alessir chuckled, "I just might."

Everard heaved a sigh and shook his head. He was saved when Yudil emerged and they could finally continue on.