The Grand Call
If a tree falls in the forest, and there is no one to hear it, does it make a sound?
While that answer is worthy of zen pondering, the question of what is happening near the Restorationist compound is much simpler. Specifically, who is that moving tree yelling at? Also, why the hell is it moving and talking in the first place?
The tree in question, calling itself Treeborn, is not very large...for a tree. Only about 7 feet tall, half that wide, and walking through the braches and foliage towards the compound in question. Unlike other trees, it also was not silent. At all.
"Yeah Doug, I know! I can see them just fine, thank you! I said thank you, how many times do I need to say it!? Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! You are so damn needy!"
The tree...creature...turned and looked at one of it's own immobile and silent brethren. Treeborn had humanoid facial features, including a mouth, eyes, nose and ears. Almost like the face had been grown as part of the tree like body, which also had sprouted large arms and legs.
"What? What was that!?" He shouted at the other tree, which did not respond with words. Its braches slightly waved in the wind, but not due to any sort of unnatural movement.
"Yes, I know! I know! I KNOW! That's it! I'm done! Leave me alone, I am gonna talk to Cindy!" Treeborn paused and covered his face with a massive tree hand.
"Stop crying! I'm sorry ok!? I promise I will talk to you tomorrow!" He paused, lowered his hand, and rolled the odd glowing fungi he had for what passed as eyes.
"I said I promised. Ok. Ok. I will talk to you tomorrow. Ok. Ok. Bye. Bye Doug. I said BYE!" He ended up shouting at the other tree.
"What the hell is wrong with that guy?" He muttered, and kept walking towards the camp.
This message was lightly edited by the player at 17:33, Sun 27 Aug 2023.