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Started May 18, 2020 by ShellJay

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Crefus gave a very concerned look on his face, "That's, that's not the same- ah whatever." He waved his hand dismissively as he approached a wide clearing in the forest. In the center was a tall proud tree with bark colored a strange shade of crimson. It's leaves were small and pale with streaks of dark red. "Okay here it is. From what I remember, this tree is watered by blood or something. Like animals die next to it and it drinks from them. I dunno, just don't decompose next to it and you should be fine." He said all this bluntly as he puts his hand on the trunk and observes the tree closely. "Liza said she needed its sap, so I gotta get it somehow." He straightens up and puts a finger to his chin and mumbles to himself as he eyes the tree, deep in thought.

Meli just casually stabs the tree and puts a bike underneath as it drops into the vile and she caps the vile. "Like that?"

Crefus flinched at the sound of the squealing bark as Meli nonchalantly took the sap from the tree, its blood red innards spilling into the glass vial. "Uh, I mean. Whatever gets it out, I guess. Thanks." He looked at the incision she made into the tree. It's sap really did look like blood. It made Crefus' own run cold in disgust. "Let's… get that bear saliva now." He spilled the words out of his mouth sloppily and rapidly, wanting to stop smelling how rancid and dead it reeked. He makes a big step away from the tree back towards the encircling forest area.

"ooh~" She was like wowed how much the tree sap looked like blood. "Man this shade of red is nice." She didn't mind the smell at all. "Onto bear spit then."

(Hey, go ahead! The more characters the merrier!) Crefus' spine shivered like a hatching egg at her fascination of the sap. "Dude, I'm like 20% sure that's blood from the animals in this forest. But another 40% thinks that it's just how sap looks and it's not actually blood. But 50% of me is a dumbass so don't assume everything I'm saying is even legit." He goes back into his pocket and brings out the list again to review the complex requirements for the 'bear' aspect of the formula. "Okay, mama bear, two cubs, one boy one girl, boy has dark fur, and mama's gotta be asleep." He sighed dramatically and stuffed it back into his pocket. "This sounds so stupid but I get paid in food and friendship so let's find that bear. I think a den should be an easy find. There are tons of bear in this forest. They're not dangerous most of the time, unless they're elemental. In which case, we gotta book it."

"dang elemental bears sound cool." She pouted a little bit. "oh well."

((OOC: Nice))

A clang, several snarls resonating. He whipped around, pivoting swiftly to the side as the great beast came swerving downwards. One fluid movement and his blade came to meet fur and flesh. Though he didn't have much time to revel in his kill, for another of the heavily built animals came barreling from the undergrowth.
He growled, the flashes seen of the male as he attacked; he appeared human, except he was nearly 8ft in height. A pair of dark colored horns curved along his head, curling back like a rams before jutting forward. Dark colored scaled plates covered the bridge of his nose, along his jawline, and going partially down his neck. From the base of his spine, a tail trailed behind, swerving one way, then the other, following his movements. Seeming almost to have draconic features…

"This was suppose to…"
He paused a moment, lifting the buckler attached to his arm to take the brunt attack of a heavy paw. The male hopped back, then with a heavy swing, tossed that buckler with immense force. The flying disc swirled forward, coming into contact with the attacking bear's head, making it instantly stop in its tracks. The beast toppled over, stunned from the attack. Without even waiting to give it a chance, he ran forward, delivering a final blow to its skull.
The horned man walked over, picking up his buckler, returning it to its place upon his back. He stood there several moments, allowing himself to catch his breath. His huffs were calming down, closing his eyes. Though, as he did, he barely noticed as frost started to form. The temperature seemed to even drop, leaves wilting from the sudden cold. As he slowly opened his eyes again, he stepped back with a jerk.

Now before him stood a great, white bear. The animal curled its lips back, showing fangs that seemed to be crystals, same with the claws. Spikes of ice seemed to line its shoulders, the beast even towering over him.

The male took a step back, arm reaching back for his shield, the other taking hold of his blade. He curled his lips back, revealing his own fangs to the bear. His stance moved, going into an almost powerful force, ready to take whatever brunt was tossed at it.
"You gotta be friggen kidding me, this wasn't part of the damn contract!"

The frost covered bear only gave a roar, charging forward. Guess there was no other choice here, time to do what he did best, keep the beast's attention, dish out damage, and try to remember to heal himself with potions…yea, that was something he needed to remember to do more often when doing solo missions…

A middle-aged woman emerges from the thick of the woods in a bright yellow burst. Her long brown hair pools down to her hips where two SIG P226s rested on each side. Looking at her hands, where the small remainder of the yellow pulse she came from, the woman smiled faintly, wrinkles creasing under her eyes.

"I guess he still looks after me after all." The female puts her hand in her pocket for a second, remembering something distant before returning to the situation, smirking a bit at the bear.

"Thame's Ice Bear, huh? Really could have named it better, am I right?" The New York accent from the female was faint, hinting to where she called home, when really she had called lots of places home once. She couldn't imajine her life without Him revealing a sliver of the universe's secrets.

"Let's get rid of the beastie, aight? Don't want you people to die now." Unholstering the Sauer pistols, the woman smirked as she fired twice at the beasts left side, only one of the shots piercing through the bear's icy fur. A small trickle of silver blood oozed out.

"You there! Draconian! Aim for its underbelly! I'll keep it distracted!" She closed her eyes and a surge of golden energy bursted from the woman once again, but this was different from before. It seemed like the energy of gold was swirling around her, like she was the eye of a golden hurricane.

C'mon… where are you? No… No… No… Ah yes! There! In her head and the bear's, the newcomer held part of the bear's conscious using an ability she was able to finally master after 32 years. The bear in the forest let out a howl of both rage and pain, more of the silver blood pooling out of the beast's mouth, as it continued to charge to the hunter who killed their family.