Slowly descending from their space craft, Speaker seemed over joyed by the world, looking up at the canopy with a child-like glint of awe in his eyes. Innumerable thoughts raced through his mind, forming plans and theories, ideas and questions. It would probably be among the few times the crew saw the usually reserved and calm Entirassi exhibit excitement but who could blame him?<span style="color: #4da6ff">"This is absolutely magnificent. So much to see and study and document. A bounty of knowledge to be picked and tasted."</span>and speaking of picking, on approaching the trunk of the giant tree that supported the ship and the sticky, honey-like substance on it, he reached out with a telekinetic grasp and removed some of it neatly off the surface.<br/><br/>He stretched and spread it in mid air, testing its fluidity, separating a clean piece of it for further analysis and keeping the rest afloat before him as he recorded and made his first observations on it, transmitting the information directly to Evy. Next her lowered his veil and brought the substance closer, taking in a deep breath of it, his four nostrils dilating as he tried to place the scent. A slight smile crept on his real mouth and he let out a light laugh.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"Fascinating. The sap &lt;sweats&gt; from the trees to attract insects, which in turn attracts their predators. An odd symbiotic cooperation. Perhaps the substance holds the tree's seeds or pollen. More observations will have to be done."</span>he mused to himself and moved on, sending the glob of substance back on the tree's bark from where he took it.<br/><br/>Looking down at the misty concealment of the A'virala, Speaker's back tendrils shuddered slightly at the snaking motion within the fog. As the group made its way into the fog, Speaker turned on his suit's flashlights, but still found the visibility limited. The filters of his breather were hard at work to make the atmosphere breathable and the vegetation only added to the labored breathing of the slender Entirassi. Aiding the spearhead of the group with cutting a path, he cleared away the cut vegetation, pushing it away from their walking path.<br/><br/>The stairs were a blessing from the gods and Speaker gave a small prayer of thanks to its presence, even if it was heavily in disrepair. With no vegetation to turn away, he employed his telekinetic talent to safeguard the descent, enforcing steps where he suspected they would break and catching those that would lose their footing.<br/><br/>Another prayer was uttered as they left the thick fog and another wonder spread before the explorers' eyes. The layer of bioluminescent plants coloring the darkness of the lower layer stole Speaker's words from his mouth and mind, leaving the diplomat and biologist in speechless awe. Yet more discoveries to be made, mysteries to solve, a wonderful world to explore. The hours of their descent seemed to melt away into nothing for the Entinrassi and the presence of the camp in the tree's hollow came as a surprise to Speaker. Nonetheless it was welcomed, as even with the excitement of the day, the planet's hostilities were taking their toll. He sat down and crossed his legs, sighing with unsuspected relief and closing his eyes. He began meditating, attempting to still his mind of the tempest of questions and thoughts from over the day, to bring it in tune with the stillness of his body. His senses though remain alert and should anyone approach him, he will entertain them.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>