Galen received the plants with an almost-imperceptible mix of curiousity and delight in his eyes, no doubt fueled by his desire to study the obviously non-local specimens that had been presented. He had crouched, putting a piece of cloth on the ground, before laying each herb on it with great care. His hands moved deftly as he took several empty bottles out from under his cloak, his motions practiced and his expression one usually found in much older and more studious practicioners. Each herb was hurriedly put away, though Galen knew their potential potency would hardly be affected by a few seconds of exposure to air.

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The group arrives at the dig site, Galen quite a bit away from them, his hands busy with a bottle as he packaged the last herb he could find on their walk. Habits are hard to drop, and Galen has found himself grabbing anything that might even look remotely useful, even if he possesses knowledge that proves anything he had picked up on the way to the ruins would be useless in treating anything more serious than a small cut. 

After catching up with the group, Galen pushes past anyone blocking his way to the front. 

[color=darkviolet]"Do you have any information regarding any flora and fauna we might encounter? I am aware 'tis newly discovered,"[/color] He makes a vague motion with his hand in the direction of the various people already present on the site before continuing,[color=darkviolet]"but obviously some have been here long enough to settle down, and I'm sure it wouldn't be strange to assume [i]someone[/i] would have heard or seen something."[/color]

[@VitaVitaAR][@Raineh Daze][@Sho Minazuki][@KoL][@TheFake]