Thread by @Legendgerry

#DnD #coya
Result:
"Who could blame her?" you say amicably
"I have the best acorns, they were my idea you know"
"Really?"
"Yes, you see the squirrels ..."
"Gentlefolk" the Lady's voice interrupts "We shall begin the festivities with the waking of the bear, please enjoy"

Everyone turns their seat slightly to view the stage as the hulking forms of the two armored bears come onto the stage. They both roar and charge to the center of the stage.
They meet with a mighty crash at the center of the stage.
They fight in a very stylized but serious manner

You empathize with the winters bears struggle against waking up, you've had mornings like that yourself.
The spring bear catches the winter bear with a huge right paw, slobber flies off it's mouth and land's on the dryad, it screams in horror.
Father tree grins a savage grin

"Not this year fur ball" you hear him whisper
You catch a sly wink between Father Tree and Mrs S,
[insight: Pass] You've a sneaking suspicion the whole Dryad encounter was orchestrated.
The bears battle ends as they merge together into a a single bear in a glow of white light

and greets the new season with a terrifying roar.
Some guest applaud others respond with a roar of their own kind or clashing their fists against ornate breastplates.
You:

New one is up