You're hiking through Galar, setting up a tent, when you see a mysterious ghostly horse in the distance, with something atop it. It leaps down in a sudden and rushes down to you, then stops right up to you, and Calyrex hops off Spectrier.

"I've heard you were in need of my assistance... is that correct?" Calyrex asks you, his voice calm but stern. He awaits your response while he looks into your eyes. "I don't mind what it is, even if it's as simple as pitching a tent." Calyrex adds on.