Delrius had read about the fungal forests, hearing stories as well if homes that grew from the earth itself, he wanted to study such a thing for himself as well as find new plants to catalogue within his journal, such knowledge could help him with his studies.

The bovonite had stepped off the beaten path as he had gone exploring, his caster guns strapped to his sides, never could be careful in these times. He moved aside some brush as he took notes on a few of the flowers and plants he had come into contact with, taking notes on what their properties might be as well as putting a small sketch into the journal. “Another one down. This has been a fruitful venture………I will have to come out here more often. I doubt I’ve even come close to seeing everything.” He smiled to himself as he placed the journal back into his bag, continuing on as he swatted at bugs flying around his head every now and then.

He paused though as he heard a twig snap, slowly drawing one of his guns just in case, he couldn’t quite tell where the sound had originated from, taking a deep breath as he tried to relax. Combat was not his expertise, and he carried his caster guns as more of a last resort of something came down to violence, pulling the hammer back slowly so that he didn’t give away his position. “Alrighty………..not the best circumstances.” Delrius was out of his element here, he didn’t know what might lurk in these woods, and the thought of running into a feral beast was not at all appealing to him.