The strip of green turns out to grow along the sides of a small, shallow, slow stream.

Hippodiles and jellyflies come and go... but they all now instinctively avoid coming within a few dozen feet of The Duke, so pose no problem.

The stream meanders slowly, very slowly, uphill... And so The Lady and The Duke move upstream...

After a few hours, though, they see a different kind of plantlife... a tree, its crown thick with foliage... and vaguely chartreuse fruits...

The Lady was intrigued, as she piloted the Walker through the verdant belt ... following the stream.
She'd never seen a 'stream meander slowly uphill', but anything was possible in this world of today.

When they come into sight of the heavily foliage ahead, she looked at the tree.
It was the first tree they'd seen in the verdant belt; everything else had been shrubs and grass and so on.

Drawing the Walker to a halt nearby, The Lady cautiously opened the Walkers hatch, and climbed out for a better look.

To the Duke all was new. He never had seen a stream so it flowing up made complete sense. All the green was weird but it was also nice to see. And when they reach the tree and the Lady decides to stop the Duke hops out and looks around most interested in the fruits he meanders over.

"Look more food. Who knew these green lands where having wild food all around"

The Lady smiled at her companion.   "It truly is a very different place than inside the Zigg, isn't it, Duke?"

But her eyes were scanning and exploring the nearby environment, looking for any signs of intelligent life.
            - rolled 7 using 2d6+1 with rolls of 3,3.  Insightful.

The Lady sees no intelligent life around... But the tree itself keeps drawing her eye... there's something about it... But no, she can't quite put her finger on what...

The Lady knew that they were looking for intelligent plant life.
She looked the tree, specifically, for signs of sentience.

As the Lady looks at the tree the Duke makes his way over and goes for the fruits taking the first he can reach and smelling it. And if it does not give off a repulsive smell taking a giant bite out of it.

The fruit is delicious, like lemon, pear, durian, starfruit, plum, and with little hints of both kiwi and bacon.

But picking it seems to wake the tree up. "...Eh? ...Hello...?" it says. It stirs a bit, and turns to face The Duke and The Lady.

There are knotholes that might be eyes and a mouth, and leafless branches that might be arms...?

The Lady smiles, warmly, and bows slightly, "Greetings, friend", she said,  "We regret bothering you, but seek assistance ... and you seem the only sapient being bar ourselves available.

We are looking to find one named Juniper.   May I beg, would you know of such a person?"

When the tree turns out to be more then it seemed it was only the fact that the Duke was stuffing the fruit into his mouth with two hands that kept him from instantly smashing the thing to bits. Foers didn't flag it as a friend so as he quickly gobbles down the delicious fruit to get his hands free it is the Lady that stops him from attacking but its dead obvious he is waiting for the first opportunity to explode into violence.

"I... am Juniper..." says the tree.

Foers puts the tree on Do-Not-Attack status, at least for now...

The Lady gave a bow of her head in respect,  "Then it is you we seek, good sir".
She placed a gentle hand on her companion's arm, "We come to ask your wisdom on how to find a structure ... a colony ... of humans referred to as 'the Cloister'.  We were led to believe that you had information that could aid us, and might be willing to share".

She gently reached into her pocket, and pulled out the little bag of 'food' that the old witch had given she and The Duke, and offered it towards the treeman, "We offer this gift, in exchange for hospitality and guidance".

I made this roll yesterday, but forgot to add it to the last post I made ... so here it is:
- rolled 7 using 2d6+1 with rolls of 3,3.  Charming.