When Arabella first shows them the horses and wagon loaded with supplies, Quiberron excitedly investigates everything. He opens all the sacks and barrels, takes note of how everything is packed, and looks carefully at all the horses; at one point he just watches the horses, fascinated, as they swat flies with their tails. He is just starting to count the number of tail flicks per second when the rest of the group gets fed up and tells him they need to get moving.
He approaches one of the horses cautiously, and grabs the reins just under its chin. “I think I’ll call you Castor,” he says as Bart settles on the horn of the saddle. Quiberron puts his things in one of the saddlebags and stows the other supplies that Arabella gave him, with the exception of the slim wooden wand and the magnifying glass. Both of these he stores in his belt, carefully protecting the glass with fabric.
As the group departs, he leads his horse rather than riding it.
In a dangerous political climate, several expeditions are made to the infamous Wilds in hopes of expanding the country, Urbane, and avoiding an all out civil war. But, when the lord in charge of the excursions is almost assassinated, tensions increase and put new pressures on the brave explorers.