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Traversing the bone desert was no easy feat, especially when one was a three foot tall sentient mushroom. 

If Ari felt much of anything, it was out of their depth. They were lucky they had consumed as much rotting materials as they could before leaving, stored in their body and allowing them to safely make it across without needing to eat along the way. It was a sad necessity for them to venture so far out of their natural habitat in the hopes of getting a better, less boring life.

Finally, the gate was in view and they let out a sigh of relief. The two guards at the door gave them strange looks which they ignored in favour of showing the invite they had possibly stolen off of someone. It was easy enough to get in from there and find the tent were the rest were meeting.

[b]”...to discuss the terms of the deal... which means that you will be teleported up into Exusia. However, when you get up there, we will relinquish any weaponry or any materials you can use to cast a spell until your time there is up."[/b]

Ari walked into the tent in the middle of what seemed to be an explanation of what was going on, not seeming put out or apologetic at all for how late they’d ended up. Really, set times wasn’t really something they had a concept of beyond the way the sun moved along the sky.

They glanced around the room without a change to the flat smile on their mouth. It was quite a strange look, black eyes peering up curiously from underneath their purple tinted cap at all the much taller people. Many were humans, which they had knowledge enough of. Others, they had little clue what they were. A particularly odd looking one who seemed to be made of armour, bug like with a particularly scary looking pincer, was snickering away. What even were they? Ari had never seen anything of the sort before.

Though, it was likely most of them hadn’t seen anything like Ari either. Myconid rarely socialised among their own kind, nevermind others. The mushroom themself didn’t have much experience in human society beyond a short period of time recently. 

[color=Orchid]“I accept the terms,”[/color] Ari spoke up after the strange insect bowed. Their voice was soft, human words not quite properly fitting their mouth, but not lacking in any confidence. After they said that they flashed a grin at everyone else, offering up the small knife (that looked too large in their hands) up to the woman in charge, who’s name they’d missed. [color=Orchid]“I’m glad I’m not too late, unless there was a cut off, and you’re about to kick me out.”[/color] They quickly moved on from that. [color=Orchid]“Ari, by the way.”[/color]

They didn’t know if names had been exchanged, but they had been led to believe it was generally the done thing when first meeting others. They had no qualms about offering theirs easily - it didn’t mean much to them, anyway, and they’d only used it a few months.