I think you have to be a rather impulsive sort. To join in such an endeavor as this. At all. [Silas has his moment of impulse, Zenith approaching him with talk of saving his world was all he needed to convince him. It felt like much further in the past than it really was, for the druid. He didn't really regret it, even when things went sour, as they had.

He clears his throat, before offering a gloved had to shake. If taken, it's a firm, if quick shake in greeting]

Allow me to introduce myself. I am Silas, a druid of the Springtide clan. I take it you are a new volunteer?