Mission 14 - Epilogue

Mission 14 Epilogue
(Fur real this time)
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M14 - lol bear time furever	Mission 14 - Epilogue p2	
Chaos reigns. It has fallen upon this quiet section of Veethrfölnir for ages now, unstoppable, unyielding, unforgettable. And as if it were a season that refuses to pass, the chaos spreads endlessly through the Jarl’s village and into the countryside, all due to the work of those who perform to the whims of the ones who started the season in the first place.
These very same creatures dash between the scenes of bedlam, soaking in the disarray like so much sunshine. They are in their element, at home in the pandemonium, and if it were up to them, the trials to bear it would never stop! In fact some of the Aetherians are starting to wonder if they ever will. Prince Nicholas has finally caught up to the bears near the original starting point to question them about possibly ending the trial.
: Hi, uh hello-
: What’s with that? Hey, Bearis, do you hear that? That’s no honorary bear, that’s an honorary mouse! Too soft!
: HEY! I WAS WONDERING IF, I MEAN SURELY THE TRIALS ARE NEARING THEIR CONCLUSION? SO WE CAN GO TO THE ISLAND?
: That would mean the trials ending, would it not, Bearper?
: Indeed, that it would.
: Why would we want the bear trials to end?
: Bear trials ending?
: Guess we just got to extend them!
: No! We don’t have the time, my father- we need to get to the island-
: The honorary mouse is back, no honorary bear would want the trials to end, would they?
: No, indeed they would not~
 : THE TRIALS CONTINUEEEE
: No, uh what if we go to the island now, and come back for more trials later?
: You did do good bear work, but we say you go find Matu, as an honorary bear who was born a mouse with a bear soul, he could help you de-mouse yourself.
: But- we don’t have that sort of time-
: Hmm that is a problem, you better-
 : Bear it! Bear it! Bear it!
Noticing the prince’s distress, Cecil makes his way over to them, placing a paw on the boy’s shoulder.
: Perhaps Gawain was right. If we reunite with him, I will attempt to use my aura to find Bál.
: I, however, don’t know if we will be successful… This mist is blocking my ability to see far ahead for some reason, but perhaps if we get closer-
But fortunately it does not come to that, as even the bears’ grand designs can come to a halt - and just so, as the pair suddenly stumble to a stop, heads cocked as they listen to… nothing?
In response to seemingly nothing, the bears’ ears flick, and the two of them nod before lifting their snouts to shout:
: Fine… Iron Bear has spoken. We will take ‘em to ol’ purple hair and fireneck.
 : All honorary bears to the boat!
: What boat?
As if summoned, a boat sails into view, though it’s far too small to house all the Aetherians. Gawain stands at its helm, his expression becoming increasingly annoyed as he spots the bears. Now within earshot, he guides his borrowed vessel to shore, Læghelmine’s insignia displayed proudly on the sails, as the front and back of the boat are decorated with wooden serpents and shields line the sides.
: Aha! A boat!
: THAT boat!
: But you have not announced who the honorary bears are yet, and your judge isn’t here-
: You’ve already been judged.
: But you guys said the trials-
: Oh, you were already judged a while ago.
: I don’t understand...
But the bears are already gone. Casting a glance to ensure his vessel is secure enough to not just drift away, Gawain disembarks and makes his way to the prince.
: So, this is still not finish’d, why I am not surpris’d in th’ slightest?
: So you have returned. I am surprised you were able to get a ship that fast.
: I mention’d th’ bears.
:I see.
: Something just happened though, they mentioned going on the island just now! Well… If I understand them correctly-
: Then I’d be worri’d for ya. Th’re’s nothin’ ta understand th’re, they are insane.
: Either way, we’re waiting for “the judge,” and I think they went to get the judge-
: Or they just left-
 : Bear trials, bear trials, bear trials!!!
: No, looks like they’re still here.
: How fortun’te.
 : Welcome back, all potential honorary bears! The time is upon you to be judged.
: You might be wondering, where is the judge?
: We made sure to cleverly disguise them, but the time has come for you to gaze upon their bear-visage!
: We present you, IRON BEAR!
Everyone’s heads turn to… a pile of snow, or rather, a pile of snow crudely shaped in the form of a bear: a snowbear. There is a long silence. One can only assume most trial goers, now no longer distracted by the actual trials, remembered who exactly they were doing the trials for… and realized they had just wasted precious time.
:
: Did I not bloody say tha’ this entire thing was a waste a time?
: Fortunately, I did not waste my time tryin’ ta please a pile of snow, an’ got a boat from Læghelmine.
: But Leagelhie said we can’t navigate to the island without the bears-
: If th’ island is th’re, we’ll be able ta find it eventually. Your father doesn’t have time ta wait for this ta end.
The bears nod and move forward, dust off some of the snow to reveal... a Golett - or at least something made to resemble one. Everyone is silent once more.
 : Look, Bearper! They are silent at our handy work!
: You made tha- “Iron Bear”?
: Tryin’ ta please a hunk o’ metal is not much more meanin’ful than pleasin’ snow.
Suddenly “Iron Bear’s” body lights up in place… and everyone holds their breath… as nothing happens.
: Don’t tell me ya were suspectin’ otherwise-
: Actually captain, I didn’t notice before due to the amount of people here, but now that it is active, there is something here.
: Aye, a pile o’ cra-
 : So, now that that’s revealed, to the boat!
:
: What do you mean?
:
: Only them?
: He isn’t even an honorary bear, he’s Bál’s friend.
:
: Alright then, if ya say so!
As the bears converse with the golem, Gawain, Nicholas, and Cecil approach the trio, wearing expressions of frustration, mild annoyance, and stoicness respectively. The dragon’s sour disposition doesn’t sweeten as he is halted from going any further by a fuzzy paw on his chest.
: Wha’re ya doing? We’re goin’ ta th’ island, yeah?
: She says you can’t go.
: “She” doesn’t SPEAK!
: It’s okay, Gawain, I can go. (looking towards the golem) I have Cecil with me, right?
:
: Yes, two dogs can go. We kinda need blue dog anyway to guide the way.
: Ya don’t ACTUALLY know th’ way?!
: (whirling on Cecil) An’ are ya tellin’ me ya could’ve just GUID’D us there WIT’OUT havin’ ta deal wit’ ‘EM?!
: No, I assume they mean to find Bál once we are on this “island.”
: That’s right - also he can find ice along the way, we want to play Bump-Em!
: We will not be playing bump-em.
: Not when you’re watching, hehehe~
: Don't worry, Iron Bear knows the way.
: Th’re is no way tha’ statement would make me any less worri’d.
: Gawain, I need to go the island-
: Righ’. THA’ isn’t happ’nin’. Remember wha’ I sai’ ‘bout leavin’ my sight?
: Gawain! If getting Bál can somehow help my father, I’m going. As the prince, I can order you to step down - or, if you refuse, for others to hold you back.
: Bottom line is, I AM going. And I don’t want to waste any more time arguing about it.
 & : Oooooooh~!
: He’s standing up to authority by flaunting authorityyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.
: A true honorary bear doesn’t take no for an answer!
: Look at him goooo, a true honorary bear - I am so proud!
: Don’t worry, captain, I will keep him safe.
: ’Course, runnin’ off wit’ th’ blue ‘mons ‘gain…
 : He’s got a big thing for blue~
: Get ‘way from me.
: Don’t be saaaad, scaley non-bear - at least we will take your boat, so you are helping with our adventure!
: Wha’?
: We shall take the boat you borrowed from “Leaggy” for our glorious purpose! We shall reach the island, or smash it upon the rocks trying!
: We might do that regardless, bump-em is unpredictable like that.
: … I see wha’ tha’ bird was gettin’ at ‘fore. I think losin’ a boat would be a blessin’ ta ‘im if ya just sank along wit’ it!
: It’ll be fine, Gawain. (He taps his chin, thinks for a moment, then adds,) See it like this: at least you won’t have to spend time with them…
At this, the dragon finally grins, and Gawain chuckles to himself:
: Compellin’ reasonin’...
Over an hour later, Nicholas, Cecil, the bears, and the golem have piled onto a small boat and have made their way towards the mist-shrouded island. The waves are eerily quiet, given how tough the journey was supposed to be, and even though the bears keep him occupied with their ridiculous sea shanties, the prince can’t help but feel his fur stand on end in their harsh environment. Chilled fog creeps in from all sides, spilling into the boat, and Nicholas tucks his feet up underneath him (as silly as that is), hugging his legs close as, at the front of the boat, the golem begins to light up.
:
: We are there, and we did not smash upon the rocks!
: (at the boat’s helm, looking strained as he struggles to steer) That would be because of me. You certainly tried very hard to before I took over.
: Yeah, bump-em didn’t last very long, but we broke the ice, though!
: (stomach suddenly lurching, going a little green) Are we here?
 : Yes!
: We are still a little off-shore - Nicholas, WAIT!
Cecil makes a desperate grab for the prince, but it’s too late. In his haste to get out of the fog-coated boat, Nicholas had pushed himself up and out of the boat - and immediately plunged into the freezing water below, vanishing with a loud CRACK!
: Speaking of breaking the ice-
: Don’t worry, tiny honorary bear, I will save you!
: Never mind, he’s gone.
In memory of Honorary bear, Glowmouse. He stood up to authority only minutes into beardom.
Taken by Oceanbear, goodnight sweet prince - Bearper & Bearis
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