“I have a quest for you.” The foal gasped. “Yes, that’s right. What I have here is a bag of special gems.” He tied the top of the bag into a knot and handed it over to the excited colt, who took it reverently. “They’re magic, and I have chosen you, yes you, to look after them. When the time is right, I trust you will know what to do with them. It may mean the fate of Equestria one day.” The kid was practically shaking with giddiness and excitement. Handy found himself smiling despite his cruelty. “I have foreseen great potential in you… you uhhh…”