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"I'm not even sure what that is." Valafar speaks plainly still watching the others carefully. "I shipwrecked on this island a few hours ago."
The thing hisses frustratedly, much like an annoyed rattlesnake, and turns to look at its other allies in their search. You aren't sure how, but it somehow communicates them a message to stop their search and look at itself, which they oblige. After a few seconds pause they go to staring back at you with their eyeless faces. Then each of them retreats back into the brush and hides, except for one who picks back up the severed arm and continues trudging along. It doesn't take them long to leave your sight. They apparently lost interest in you rather quickly.

You then retrieve your water with ease and return back to the camp.

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The warlock takes a moment to familiarize himself with the aerial lay of the land, noting the location of the force bubble to the larger landmass which they will invariably head off to.

Unwilling to look at those batlike creatures for any longer, he mentally instructs the Raven to explore the larger island before returning, and breaks off contact.

Fishing out a thin string attached to a stick no longer than a dagger, the warlock mutters a brief arcane phrase as he seemingly puppeteers an imaginary object fastened to the stick by the string.

In ten minutes, a shapeless and semi-translucent blob, vaguely resembling a human, forms at the end of the string and detaches from it.

He mentally orders the unseen servant to gather up dried leaves and maybe something edible, without straying more than sixty feet from him.

Magical rituals finally complete, Zuu Greenbrook leans backwards and closes his eyes. He needs a short rest.
Some minutes after Valafar returns to camp, the Unseen Servant returns as well. It only seemed to gather up dried leaves and twigs, and nothing it brought back seemed edible. The golem may not have been intelligent enough to know what is safe to eat; come to think of it, you don't know what is safe to eat either. You see many things around you in the jungle that looks like they could be edible, but you are unused to the environment so cannot tell for sure. Foraging may require some heavier thought than would be first assumed.

Before the end of the rest, the raven returns as well. He has a couple of scratches and ruffled feathers, indicating that he might have had some trouble with brambles or insects, but nothing but superficial wounds are present.

Now that the strenuous activites have been completed, the short rest is starting. If you would like your character to do anything special during the rest, then please say so. Otherwise we will move on in about a day.