The Coral Singers

The Council had gathered in a large circle in the meeting hall, an airy structure of pink and golden coral pillars and sheets of woven grass for shade. The large table at the center of the hall was coral too, twelve feet across, a polished midnight blue that reflected the sky above.
The warriors, the dreamers, the wayfarers had all come, in their coral armours, standing outside the hall in the burning sun. Seats at the table were reserved for the elder shapers, who could dream the coral into being, and for Hawea, who spoke to God. Today, he was grim.
"God made the land. He gave us houses, and plants, and crafts, and he gave us beauty. But even God must rest. And when god rests, his power wanes. A storm has come, to break the land and return it to the sea. It has come, and it has gone, and it has caused losses. And it will return, again and again, until its work is done and nothing remains.
As God sleeps, we must resist it. We must save the land. Not just this island. All of them. God has given us stewardship of his creation, his beauty, and we can not allowed to disappoint him."
He gazes at the gathered elders.
"It is not what we would wish to do, if we had a choice. But this work is beyond even us. God's beauty is too great for even the chosen ones to save alone. We must speak to the outsiders. They too, will have seen the signs. They must give us the resources we need to save the land, or we will all die. It is that simple."

Kahealahana Holt
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Sadly, we will need our trader to explore an island.

Would you trade either 2 wayfarers for a resource and 1 crafter, or 3 wayfarers for a resource and 2 crafters? We can also offer a priest, if that helps.