Tehr knew some of horses, and knew that the assassins was a fine one.  But he had never actually seen an Arabian stallion before, and so was somewhat shocked to hear of the lineage.  He supposed the magistrate would have had a less sheltered life than Tehr had.  After all, the ir'Wynt house preferred slower steadier horses designed for long steady riding or ones that could plow fields.  But the speed and grace of the Arabian line was legendary, and had Tehr spent more time about the stables in Londinium, no doubt he would have seen one.  But he loved his horse Blondie, a trustworthy friend, reliable and steady.<br/><br/>That being said, the thought of keeping the prize beast did occur to him, but he held out his hand to the magistrate and said, "As long as you give your word that the creature will be treated well, then I agree to your terms.  He is a work of art and I'd not care to see one such as him in a dandy's stables ill used."  He paused and added, "Though the speed of such a beast explains why the villain was able to get ahead of us."<br/><br/>Once the price was negotiated Tehr would slide the small fortune into his amazing magical coin pouch, letting them dissappear into a space between the worlds.  Then he'd see if there was an apocothary or priest in town who sold healing droughts and he'd replenish his stock... perhaps purchasing two or three instead of one, were they available.  Only once they were on the road would Tehr explain the price he'd fetched for the Arabian, and tell Emily that he thought it fare to give house Ravos half of the coin.  It was after all her and their horse who had been wounded, and their own wagon as well.   Certainly house Ravos fared worse than house Wynt in this assassination attempt, even if they were not the target.