It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Keyleth, a half-elf druid . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously,  you, Vex'ahlia, and the lifeless body of Vax'ildan, meanwhile, materialize from you's Plane Shift on the outskirts of Vesrah.
DM: "The power that is at our disposal could perhaps bring him back, though his form may be different than you recall."
Player: I drop my form.
DM: All right. The feathers scatter off as Keyleth is now returned to her half-elf image.
Player: Do you have means of traveling quickly? We have a friend who is a cleric. Can you get us to her there and back quickly? Or someone who can Tree Stride me there and bring her back? I'm exhausted or else I would do it myself. Please? Please?
DM: "I have not a means of travel, but we could reach out to someone."
Player: Yeah, yeah. Any--
DM: "All right." And she walks back to the altar, and you can see where there are a series of these statues. There's four of them in the center and there's one large statue in the center. And the center statue, it looks almost like long-petrified reef. It's white, it's porous, it looks like the long-dead reef. But it seems to swirl into a tree-like shape. It's this weird merging of sea and forest-based imagery, and as each various portion of the tree outstretches, you see various baubles are hanging from it. You see stones, necklaces, notes. Uvenda sets her staff to the side and her small, slightly arched form begins to slowly crawl up the side of the tree, and it looks a bit physically arduous for her but nobody offers to help. You see that this is something that she's done often and is part of her job as the guardian here in Vesrah.
