Before Shenston had the chance to speak on what the arcanist had to say about her question, the vessel the group had been traveling in came to stop, providing a segue for the older man to utilize. She found it sort of strange, his claim of someone of his prestige not being in situations such as these, yet here he was. It did not really matter to the stone guardian as she does not see the need to pry into the affairs of others so she did not think of it beyond mere conversation.<br/><br/>Instead, she turned her attention towards a sickly looking man who entered into the transport and relayed orders to the group on where they must relocate at, announcing that the group would be splitting off as Pieras was to part ways. She was curious as to why he was being separated but figured if she was meant to know then it would have been said, so for now she did not invest too much thought into it. No, she was far more concerned with the current condition of the man in front of her giving orders as well as the environment that surrounded them all. Having a direct connection with the lands, due to her being created from them, she could feel the pain the surrounding terrain was going though. Her demeanor changed drastically to a severe sense of ire towards whoever was responsible for the state of the lands.<br/><br/>Once she stepped out of the vehicle after everyone else, the mood she was suddenly finding herself in did not get any better, viewing the decaying condition of everything around her from the natural terrain to the structure of the fort to even the very inhabitants of it all. She felt herself becoming quite enraged at the sight, trying her best to keep cool, literally as the pieces of volcanic like rocks on her body began to glow red and fume with intense heat which after a few moments, she was finally able to get herself under control. For the moment her interests of small banter and getting to know the group she would be working with took a back seat to the now burning desire to understand what exactly is going on here and what can be done to fix it. She watched as Zalvryn stormed off towards what the elemental assumed to be the direction of the commander they were meant to meet with and then followed shortly after him.<br/><br/>After having been right outside the commander's office, Shenston overheard the conversation that had taken place between him and the arcanist. After the short tiff between the two, she entered into the office after the commander asked about who else had been sent by the council, the rocks on her body still pulsating heat as she now stood facing the man who had claimed to be in charge of this place. "I am Shenston, guardian of the Favilla and protector of the lands that they reside in."