[center][h3][u]Smor'Gen'Blok's Lower Tunnels, Kul Hearthsite[/u]
[sub]3rd of Summer - 10:24 AM[/sub][/h3][/center]

	Ha'Kul took a deep breath. The dust he breathed felt even coarser than usual. "You go alone?" He asked. Ju'Kul moved next to the chieftain and placed a hand on his shoulder. "If you go, You bring with you a group. Danger to individuals much higher than to the entire Tunnel system." Mia'Lai stood silently by his group, waiting patiently for further instruction. "If you approach Jo and Dahlah, worry not only for Wor's Treachery. All tribes to be on guard. Dark-skins responsible for fall of Wor, but not all tribes share sentiment for death of its people. Kul likely not alone in kindness, but are of very few."

[center][h3][u]Meotey Jungle[/u]
[sub]3rd of Summer - 9:55 PM[/sub][/h3][/center]

	Ayer was the talkative sort when it came to stuff like this, it seemed. Dannisus tried to tune most of it out. He wasn't a botanist, or anything of the sort. At best, his knowledge of the local plant life ranged from only barely learned, to exceptionally ignorant. That extended to whether or not he could differentiate on the unique processes of photosynthesis. Moonlight, sunlight, what difference did it even make? Plants did what plants were going to do. If he wanted to delve into alchemy, the Myti wouldn't have ventured this far away from Leias.

	"Leias' trade only capitalizes on herbs that can't be grown outside of the jungle, namely, Fertintide, Fizzle Root, Aborocious Petals..." Dannisus began to trail off as they left the clearing. With no danger nearby, he picked up the pace ever so slightly. "The Nation is, it's uh, it's a little less [i]dense[/i]. What I mean to say is that we, or rather, the Myti who live along the [b]Leias Clearing,[/b] prefer open skies to the dense canopies you'll see across Meotey. We're not as at [i]one[/i] with nature as everyone seems to think. The beasts of the land would attack us just the same if given the chance, I'm sure of it. We just know better than the rest of you!" Dannisus huffed with a great deal of pride at the nature of his people. He didn't fully understand the culture of practices of Leias himself, but he knew well enough that they weren't one with nature. It wasn't uncommon to think so outside of the dank forest, though. Myti may have been friendly and open to visitors, but they were not [i]honest[/i] creatures.

	As the trio made their way away from the clearing, the trees began to thin out. Mere minutes later, it became clear that they were headed in a near [i]circle[/i]. Not much further ahead, only slightly obscured by the treeline, a conglomeration of pillars, cracked stone slabs, and sandy fabrics could be seen peering through the gaps in the jungle.