You pass the three rather strange equine to find a joint stall not too far ahead. Two equine, looking to be of the same type, remain inside it together. This one is full of creature comforts; there is a large amount of food, sugar, and soft, squashy pillows.
The first, who is blue and purple with black wings, walks over to the door and throws it open. "Ah, welcome. I am Black Fae, please do join us."
He points his horn to a large squashy pillow that is much like a chair, and you sit it in while introducing yourself. He seems pleased to entertain a guest. "Welcome, wanderor, have you met...?"
But he is joined by the second equine, who clashes with his color. She is fiery red, while he has streaks of blue in his purple. Her personality, even, seems to be reflected in her coat. He stops introducing her because she seems interested in doing it herself, obviously.
"Fae of Fire," she says, bowing to you in welcome. "Mate to Black Fae. I see you've managed to find the Island. I suspect most have welcomed you into their homes already?"
You tell them where you've been already, and they both seem impress. "Well, a real wanderor you're shaping up to be!" says Black Fae. "Some only come and go for a short walk, and others get very lost..."
Fae of Fire says, "And others are looking for a bit of adventure." She winks at you.
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