((Sorry, could have moved this along sooner! Are you heading to the beach near where you came ashore, near Father's cave, or north of there? The coastline seemed to get a bit more rocky and gravely as you move north.))

((Son would prefer Father's stretch.))

(Ember is fine with near Father's. Maybe they can ask him some more questions about the not-forgetting water.)

((While not a majority, I'll say that the vocal minority has you heading in that direction.))

You head back towards the shore, passing the now repaired bridge and the place where the centipedes attacked you, the place where the many armed ape fight occurred, and soon find yourselves on a bluff overlooking the ocean. Down and then up to your right will lead you to Father's cave, and down will take you back to the rocky shore, where if you continue on to the south, you'd be back to where you washed up.

Son will swing back Father's.

"Father? We're back! Has anyone else made their way here?"

"My boy!" 

You hear him call to you as you enter his cave, followed by the patter of old man feet as he launches himself into a flying tackle of a hug. 

"So you found the Pool of Not Forgetting Stuff? Excellent. I don't think anyone else showed up, there were some ghosts, but they went away... wait, there they are. They must have been with you."

Son gives Father a tight hug back.

"Yep, drank the water. Still remember things. How did you find the pool, Father? And how much do we need to drink every night to keep remembering? Oh and does it always put you to sleep?"

"Other than the Pool of Not Forgetting Stuff, are there any other places you feel we should go?"

"Oh, there's one of them! Oh, right, they are solid, like you... so maybe not ghosts..."

"Drinking from that the Pool of Not Forgetting Stuff is one of my earliest memories... cause I woke up one morning, didn't know where I was, but someone left me a note telling me a bunch of things. Went for a walk, found the pool, and was thirsty, so I had a drink. After that I didn't forget things. I don't know how often you need to swallow them, but I do it every so often, just in case. Always knocks me out, but sometimes there's some fun hallucinations first."

"I don't know, Mister Probably-Not-A-Ghost, depends on what you want to see. We've got ocean... and shore, and jungle, and mountains. Farther back, there's even a real dry area, but that's a long ways."

Blue frowns.

"And are there any other people on this island?  Not dead ones, that is?"

Father considers for a moment. "I've seen people from ships that sink. Some are dead, and some aren't nice. You're friends of my son's so I knew you were alright.", he says, glossing over the part where he thought you were all ghosts.

"I bury the ones that wash up so they don't come back as ghosts, are at least aren't mad at me if they do." 

"There were some guys in a boat that chased me once, but I ran away from them, I don't know if they live here, or if they'd remember me."

"People in a boat? Where were they at from here?"

"From... a ... boat?", he says helpfully.

Mark sighs, exasperated by the uselessness of the old man. 

"Where's the farthest part of this island you've traveled to?  Maybe we can find something useful past it."

"Ummm... well, might be I traveled further, but forgot, but I've been to the farthest point that way.", he points to the tip of the peninsula you traveled from yesterday morning. "In fact, I almost walked down there yesterday."

"I went all the way around it once, I think I was gone for a month or two. There was something else that way, but I didn't feel like going for a swim.", he points north west of where you are now.

"Okay, did all the people on the boat look the same? Did they have the same clothes on? Which direction did they go after you got away from them?"

While the others converse, Talon stands in the doorway, not liking the idea of that much rock above his head. He's wondering whether the old man is acting or missing a few.

Insight d20: 10

Blue would also like to try to get a read on the old man, not trusting him over much.

Insight: 5 (no mod)

Son trusts the man that saved his life implicitly.

He considers for a moment. "No, they were all wearing different stuff, not all matchy matchy like you guys were. I saw them coming in boats, and I flew up the beach into the jungle, they chased me a bit, but I know my way around better than they did, and they turned back and got into their boats, went back to their ship."

Talon and Blue are having trouble getting a read on the old guy, something seems not quite right about him, but they can't be sure whether it is just the somewhat obvious touch of madness, or if there is something else at play. He seems like he must be competent to have survived here for who knows how long, but whether he was a bit nuts already, or if the years of isolation and memory loss have knocked a few acorns out of his tree, it's hard to say.