It may behoove us to plant the trees now to put minds at ease. If there are more immediately pressing matters, I advise that we could send someone to do so. Although she's regained her composure on the outside, Gremory still thinks to herself:
They have tails! Oh its starting to be adorable.
"Alright then. Who knows how to plant a palm tree?"
"Well, obviously we're going to need seeds first, so do you know where we can get palm seeds?"
Daliya looked over at the Treants. "Is this the right time and seasons to plant yet? I'm afraid I'm not familiar with this island yet. If it is, would you tell us where to find more seeds or saplings?"
"Here." the treants say, and start flailing around a bit.
Some smaller, greener coconuts come flying at you at great speed, kicking up clouds of sand in front of you! When the cloud settles, there are 10 coconut seeds (immature coconuts) buried a bit in the sand.
"Plant them, and they will do the rest. Do not over water."
We do so.
N is a small pool, where a young, nubile woman swims in the nude.
At your approach, she turns to greet you.
"Oh! Visitors! It's been a while. Where are you from? Do you have any stories for me?" she asks excitedly.
This is a fey called a nereid. They're water dwelling Fey, and extremely curious and capricious creatures (as fey are wont to be).
They're also surprisingly powerful, though rarely engage in combat. It may be wise to keep a respectable distance, however, as every nereid gives off an innate aura of attractiveness, beguiling those attracted to their gender and making them more susceptible to charms. They can't turn this off, leading to any relationships with nereids likely short-lived as either the fey becomes bored, or the mortal paranoid they're merely being beguiled by their magic.
Ixrul quietly relays this information to his compatriots.
"We are sailors - pirates, if I may be blunt - hailing from many far-off lands. So, naturally, we have an abundance of stories."
"Tell me one! Tell me one!"
Ixrul will tell her a definitely 100% true non-tall-tale about the glorious race for a seat on the Pirate Council. He will not elaborate or add details at all, because that would be deceitful, and he would never do something like that.
After all, he's a quintessentially honest person who never lies ever.
Krom keeps his distance.
"How about the story of how I lost my leg? It's got action, drama, and a touching message about friendship!"
"Or maybe you'd like to hear about the escapades of our former Orc captain? They have more action and violence, but less character development."
Daliya watched the naked woman, and tried not to stare too much. But the others were better speakers than she was, so she kept quiet.
"Wow! So if you live such interesting lives, why did you come here? It's pleasant, but a little boring..."
"We're turning this island into our base of operations, as a way of impressing the Council. And also taking its treasures, obviously."
"What kind of treasures?" she asks.
"I'm not sure if I have any for you to take..."
"Oh, the usual stuff. Gold, jewelry, trade goods, magical items, that sort of thing."
"How good are you in a fight? We might call on you to help defend the island if someone attacks it."
"I don't really like violence...but you guys seem nice. I can help from time to time. Just bring me more stories!"
Once the Treants were out of earshot: Did you see those? The tails had heads!
It was at this point Gremory remembered what pleasant company was like.
I do have my share of tales, both tall and otherwise from travelling. If you like, I'd be happy to share them. Pleasure to meet you. I am Gremory. What is your name? She goes up to the Nereid, offering her hand.
"Aye, you seem like you can appreciate a good tale. More than most of our crew, anyway."
Krom's mouth twitches a little as Gremory approaches the Nereid.
Never thought I'd be envious of a straight woman. It's a good thing I'm sitting down right now.
"It's always good to see a friendly face while traveling, you can call me Ace, if you want to"
Ixrul's eyes flicker over his crew from behind his stone mask, well aware of just how dangerous this nereid could be.
And, as Captain Jrahk had proved, repeatedly, dangerous things could be... exceedingly useful.
"I suppose," Ixrul says, smooth as buttered silk, "We should keep moving, though we will surely return to visit and supply you with stories that will leave you, ah... breathless."
"Okay! Have fun! Say hi to the dinosaurs for me!"
O is a field of kelp!
You see a wizard's tower in the middle of the lake here. Perhaps there is untold knowledge waiting within!
Back at the nereid: "I'm Sefina, pleased to meet you!"
Ace tells the group about the tower, then casts fly on himself.
"Watch out, there might be something hiding in the lake for all we know"
"Captain, can you provide us with Water Breathing? I can make Gurram move pretty fast underwater."
Ixrul examines the tower with Detect Magic.
You are not within range.
250 feet or so.
"Actually, I guess we could just fly over there. Hopefully it hasn't flooded from years of neglect."
He pats Gurram's back. "Anyone need a lift?"
Certainly. Gremory will hop aboard if Gurram allows it.
Daliya shifted into something that could fly.
Once within range, Ixrul will detect magic on the tower.
"I have a strange feeling about this...."
It is magical.
Ixrul will concentrate for three rounds to determine what he can.
Gurram doesn't seem at all bothered by an additional passenger, and positions herself 10 feet in front of Ixrul.
Lots of Illusion magic around here.
Ixrul tosses a coin onto the tower.
It hits, and bounces off the side.
You still see nothing, by the by. Also Ixrul just tossed a coin into the water.
"I don't think you can bribe the tower to make itself visible, Cap'n."