Regale's Quest

Azrael was on his way home when suddenly, a stranger appeared out of nowhere. The cross stallion raised an eyebrow in suspicion as the overo walked up to him and began to speak with a confident look in his eyes. «You, my friend, are a lucky fella who looks like he might be interested in some great prizes and gifts! You only need to take part in my quest and I promise you will not regret it!»
«Prizes and gifts you say? Pah! There's nothing you could possibly offer me that I want. Only highlord Aether could fulfill my wishes» the red horned ballator said, proudly raised his head and immeditely began stomping off, but Regale had one more ace up his sleeve. Yet taken aback by the crosses abrasive attitude, he was a tiny bit more timid than before as he continued:
«Well...there is one prize I could offer you that's a gift granted by aether himself, perhaps you might be interested in tha–»
«SHUT UP, WHERE DO I SIGN UP?!»
«I should tell you though that the journey can be long and troublesome at times–»
«That does not matter, I will do anything to earn my highlord's favor. No! His attention and approval are even better! They are invaluable to me.»
Regale smiled a little nervously. This ballator is a lot more...passionate than he expected.