He listened some more as they each spoke. His amber gaze changing between the two fluidly as they spoke in turns, answering questions or adding to the general conversation.

A funny, fickle thing fate was he thought as he was asked what had brought him to these lands. Truth be told, he wasn't sure, it was always a different reason when he felt compelled to travel somewhere. To break up his existence with periods of time spent in lands outside his own home. Sometimes there was something to be learned form the visit, others it was to meet someone, and still others he ended providing assistance to a new friend. Being the reason the for the trip himself, now those were always peculiar to him. As was the case, he wasn't sure what the purpose of this excursion was, no more than he knew the outcome. A poor answer, but he would manage, somehow, he always did.

"Well, what I seek and why I am here are for the most part of the same reasons. I feel the need to be here.  I seek to find out what that reason might be. It varies, from place to place," Of course as expected that only left more room for questions, so he provided his latest explanation. "Why, my last visit to Trist I came across a  very important piece of information. My home land had been suffering a time from a drought, very odd thing we had never had any issues with before. Turns out, a magician there had a hand in it. A bitter old woman, she felt spurned by an uncle of mine, some years ago. As they say, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."He chuckled on that last bit, perhaps a joke to himself, one others might not necessarily find the humor in. For a moment he had forgotten he was in fact in the presence of woman, and quickly his laughter ended. A small almost choke escaped his maw as he righted his expression, feeling a bit contrite.

"Well of course I had to make things right again, she took a time of convincing but in the end we saw eye to eye. I'm sure there will be much to learn here, or many for me to meet for that matter."  His tail flicked this way and that as he allowed himself to relax a bit more, his taught muscles finally releasing. Though his eyes again took on that lost with nowhere to go look, as his last sentence left his muzzle. He didn't particularly enjoy that part of his life, the not knowing, though he doubted anyone really did. He shook his head, an attempt to rid his brain from its confusion, a mess of mane flying everywhere. A lock of red falling between his eyes, before his vision cleared and his stomach settled,golden pools resting on the bay.

Trust your gut the saying always went, well why was it Weir's gut always wanted so much from him?

Well how about that, this land held magicians as well. According to the little painted lady, there may be even a fair few! The news was delighting to Weir, his mood changing to accommodate, leaving him feeling rather chipper. Perhaps not truly his favorite types of equines to come across, he couldn't very well lump them all together either. A fair few he had known had been perfectly pleasant company actually, company he did sometimes miss but he was sure there would be time for all things eventually. Perhaps these too were magicians he could enjoy a good chat with, or at the very least they always had something to say. He thought one would be surprised at how much you could learn from magic folk, if you knew how to listen. 

When the bay had added that he may meet one sooner rather than later he was perplexed. However, that was quickly remedied as she went on with further explanation. She herself had a child with such a trait, well, that was lucky. Weir was not yet aware that traits could be passed down genetically, they had so few back home he thought it just an oddity. Well, that settled it, he had decided he would like to know more of this Dale. "I would be glad to accompany you on the way back to your Kingdom miss, that is of course if that's all right?" She seemed a bit miffed for a moment, he had hoped she hadn't suddenly decided to retract her offer. He hadn't thought he had been too terribly misbehaved.