The Second Meeting

Today we met Trevor for the second time. Coincidentally, this was also his second time meeting us. He looked so much younger and full of life, I wonder just how long Trevor has been working with us. Seeing him was a surprise, but no doubt a welcomed one.
 
After fighting off dreams of yesterday and waking in the Mourning Woods to a panicked stranger, we were led to a despairing encampment of humans. Most of their children had gone missing almost overnight and many of their search parties had as well. It wasn't long for us to discover that the search party members were 10 of those whose names were scribbled on the ghost ship's manifest. Leaving a single name mysteriously unclaimed just above mine. Otomne Bosch. I suffered a panic attack somewhere in between all of this. I admit I am not in the best state of mind. But I'd like to know who would be after the things we had been through. Then again, Misht and Gargax seem unfazed. The thought of those people in the ship having been lost, without their families knowing of their demise, terrifies me. It is only because we survived that their families can put their names to rest. Gargax came to console me, but I don't think he feels the same as I.
 
The settlers were horrified by the news, but they seemed to be no strangers to this hardship. Tenneth, the stranger who found us in the swamp, and Ormus, the unofficial leader of the encampment explained to us their plight of leaving their home in search of a new and more promising land to settle. They hadn't planned to stay in the swamp for long, but one of the children, Isabelle, was seen chasing after a rabbit into the mire and has never returned. This had been 3 months ago. Tenneth's boy, TJ, told us that the rest of the missing children "went to Isabelle".
 
It was at this point that we came across Trevor's magical butterfly, and I couldn't have been happier to chase it into the trees. This time, he had us looking for the Decanter of Endless Water.
 
Note to self: Don't forget the shell in the cushion
 
On our way North into the forest, we came across a nomadic group of tortles! Well, Gargax did. After lifting one of them off the ground unsuspectingly. This kind tortle, Wek, explained that they, similar to the settlers, were stuck. For one, their elder Ulki was trapped under a few boulders, and two, their children were also missing. Gargax easily saved Ulki with his powerful strength and we promised to return with their hatchlings. We pointed them in the direction of the settlers, hoping to keep them all together in one place, and then headed North once more.
 
We knew we were close to our destination when we came across territorial Dryads wearing this strange animated eyeball. Later we would find out that crushing it was actually a smart decision on our behalf.