[right] [color=00b6d6][h2]𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓮𝓵𝓼[/h2][/color][/right]
[right][b]Location:[/b] Planet Unknown: “Home of Holy Vei” [/right]
[right][b]Interaction:[/b] [@Eviledd1984][@ShiningSector][@Raylah] [/right]
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	Mason tagged along as the little trio moved forward, taking mental notes of the environment while listening to the others. Both D’Artagan and Geu’rach brought up good points. None of them were familiar with the ecosystem here. The party probably wouldn’t know what made a creature dangerous should they come across one. On the flip side, how a creature would assess the party’s threat would also be unknown. How a creature would act in either case was the most frightening aspect of it. And yet, as frightening as it was, Mason could not help but feel a bit excited about it. That sense of danger, plus the possibility of coming across something new involving the physiology for the unknown.

	Mason kept his thoughts to himself as they continued forward. “I trust that your team will keep us as safe as they possibly can.” Spoke Mason. “As for this beautiful world, while its existence is fascinating, I’m more interested in the work D’Artagan, Elm, and Jenkins are here to discover.” A hint of distain could be heard from Mason as he finished his sentence there. As they walked along, Mason could not help but notice that it wasn’t just him and D’Artagan. Elm and her assistants seemed pretty eager to explore and discover as well. Elm practically led the charge forward, her assistants taking pictures and keeping notes. Some of their party would crouch and look in between the roots getting a guess for where to look once they made it to the ruins Mason guessed. The novelty of exploring a new world even if only this small fraction of it was almost threatening the plan for setting up base at the stone ruins.

	“Speaking of which,” Mason looked towards D’Artagan keeping pace with him, “If I don’t have to work with your mentor, I’m here to give a hand. Like I said before, I’m more of a plus one tourist, but I’m more than capable of aiding you if need be. You and Elm. Perhaps even Geu’rach. Wait, that’s quite a bit of equipment there, are you okay carrying all of that, need a bit of help?” Mason reached out and attempted to grab a hold of one of the duffle bags that Geu’rach was carrying, only for the weight of it to surprise Mason, almost dropping it.

	“Okay, never mind, not Geu’rach.” Said Mason quickly collecting his composure from his near accident, “But I can patch you up should up should you hurt yourself carrying everything. But enough about that, you saw a worm? I guess I missed it. I should probably get into a habit of not taking small things for merely common insects or rodents.”