We stepped to the door and a angry mob was infront of us. Atleast 50 bears and the lord of the
fishers was also present. Yeah that is him sitting on his throne, a grumpy old bear now that the fish are gone. He probally organized the mob if he had heard of me bringing an outsider.

He roared at us and then in a gruff voice complained "Because of them humans like that one over there are taking are fish in numbers greater then they need. They throw away masses of extra food that is wasted. They do not need to fish so much. We are generous people but we need to eat our selves so they cannot keep on stealing and eating what should be ours" and then he roared again . Another bear wxplained "we have to swim 60 miles for fish.
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