It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Caduceus Clay, a firbolg cleric . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Comparing it to his intact map of the Lucidian Ocean, he agrees it looks like the Inkclaw Reef. If it is, the X marked on the burned map seems to be the island of Urukaxl.
DM: Yasha actually approaches from the side, overhearing the conversation, looks up to you, Caduceus, and goes, "I know what it's like to be looking for some meaning. Some guidance. Do you trust in your visions?"
Player: I did. I-- yeah.
DM: "And you have strong faith in this thing you follow?"
Player: Yes.
DM: "Then if you ever go off the path, maybe they'll tell you. You just have to keep looking."
Player: Well, that's fair. I hadn't really thought about that.
DM: "It's kind of new to myself as well."
Player: We're heading towards an island. I've heard stories. Let's go to the island.
DM: As you guys are--
