As the transporter beams would release the away team one after another the now recombined team got to take in the ruins around them and the planet’s make up as well. All about them were ancient stone/brick like buildings mixed in with Federation standard issue building riggings for aiding in digging and climbing in places. A sonic digger was to their left the large machine currently idle with several panels and parts strewn nearby. To their right was a large olive drab tent presumably where the sole Vulcan archaeologist Shanok called as home. The sky was a olive blue in color tone the air was warm though not unbearably so perhaps a modest 65-70 degrees F.

As they took this all in the Vulcan Shanok came out of his tent, dressed in a dirt adorned assortment of once white pants and shirt. He stood about 6‘0 in height with an angular muscle build like many who did hard digging and labor in this field. Turning to them he said., “..Ah you all must be the away team I expected. Which among you is in charge there is much I could have done to assist me and to help you in turn with your Gurdian guests.” He said.

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