Masq smiled uneasily, waving his hands in front of him. "Oh, it's no worries," he said reassuringly. "The people around here are very...informal. I've seen people with worse manners, so don't worry about it." He let off a slight laugh and tried to mask it with a cough. Clearing his throat, he took on a more serious look to fit the situation, for what he had learned from Old Dalen was in fact very serious. "Well now. About the serpent. Just as I had thought prior, it is definitely not an indigenous species. Dalen informed me that it isn't even a normal animal at all. It is the solid manifestation of a curse." He paused for a moment, taking a sip of water to wet his mouth..and to let the information set in of course. "This curse wasn't placed on us, however. Instead, it was one placed on the people of Sineria, a race that has been growing more and more arrogant as time passes. They used to believe in a god known as Saturn, but in recent times, they have rebuked him and all that he stood for, proclaiming their disbelief and becoming a people of their own without some deity lurking above. In legend, it was said that a god would curse his people through different means, and one listed in Sinerian myth was the cursing of the river: the Sineria River. That explains why it was down here. The river doesn't stay in just the Sinerian region, but here as well. The legend goes that the serpent will appear in the river every night and kill anyone who draws near the water if it is in the area. Even if it is killed one night, it will regenerate the next, for when the daylight hits it, it dies. Death by sun, rebirth by moon." The meeting with Old Dalen flashed through his head again. The old man had seemed worried about their encounter with the beast. Masq frowned. "But clearly, this is no myth, as we have witnessed earlier. Saturn has grown angry and jealous and finally cursed the people that betrayed him. Called him powerless. Now, everyone is at risk because the Sinerians are so set in their ways now that they're likely never to admit the truth--that Saturn does exist and he does possess power. They're too prideful." He shook his head and decided to munch down a cracker, plain. After swallowing, he concluded, "And that is why tomorrow, I'm setting out to Sineria to have a talk with the people in charge. Not only are they putting themselves in danger, but the other regions as well, and I....I won't stand for it." He seemed to tremble a bit, his hands closing into fists. He had come to love this place very much, and knowing that there was a threat each night that someone he cared for might get whisked away, gobbled up by a vicious serpent...he couldn't take it.