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The Village

Off an obscure and small island in the North Pole icecaps lived a passionate and brilliant bear on a slow-growing village. The island's main profits were fish, snow hut building, and coal. A bland, boring, and cold island who's entire government was created hundreds of years ago and founded upon the believe of Mother Nature and the many Sky Gods.

Mother Nature and Her Sky Spirits

The rapidly heating of the air? The melting of the island caps? The erratic pattern of blizzards and storms? The impossible farming conditions of the North Pole? This was the work of Mother Nature and her Sky Spirits. She decided what happened to the weather and when it happened. Good weather was a blessing by the Sky Gods for the village's hard work. Vicious storms was the punishment the village would receive for rebellion against her and not following the culture norms. The entire village of polar bears spent all their lives predicting the weather to the best of their abilities. They were very accurate when they had the time to predict it! Just by looking at the sky they knew. But when the weather became more unpredictable...

Percival Herbert...

Percival Herbert was smart, a genius, you might say, compared to the boring-minded polar bears of his village. His father was the past Chief of the village. With his leadership, the village advanced twice as fast. Not everyone agreed with his decisions, though. One day, the stress of his job, the panic of the Fish Crisis, and the fighting amongst the village, led his old age to work against him... Mr. Bear inherited his father's genius, and spent his free time growing up learning about technology, building, gardening, and climate. Most of these books could NOT be found in the library. Mr. Bear did a lot of exploring, and found an abandoned lab with a computer setup. He goes there from time to time and works.

And His Igneous and Defiant Inventions

One of the first of his odd inventions was finding a new way to survive, by growing a garden! He created a basic greenhouse system to help keep plants alive. Lots of bears thought this was pretty useful, but an odd choice, as vegetables and fruit was not their primary diet. Caring for his personal garden changed his diet quite a bit, and started his vegetarian craze. He learned how to create general pieces of technology to help his close peers. They appreciated it, but felt awkward about the gifts and didn't use it. The village is so reliant on there own efforts that all of Percival Herbert's technological advancements felt almost like witchcraft and magic.

The Climate Crisis and The Last Solution

The weather became so unpredictable in Mr. Bear's last years in the North Pole that the village's predictions were wrong, multiple times. This sometimes had MAJOR costs to the village's structure. Mr. Bear could not stand to see his village destroyed and have them believe they were the cause behind the rath of Mother Nature. He started created tools to predict the weather (like wind vanes, thermometers, anemometers, barometers, etc). He even started sketching ideas to help miniplate the weather. These were his most useful inventions, but when he showcased these to the village Chief, and the Council heard his ideas and beliefs towards the weather, they feared against them. The idea to control and measure forces of gods was like sacrilege to them. He got the same treatment his father did: fear, anger, disappointment, betrayal, and to the point of mockery. (Imagine the Salem Witch Trials, and you got the vibe).

The Doom of Polar Bear Island and Abandonment

As the worst blizzard to ever occur started to approach the island, Percival Bear informed, warned, and pleaded the island to listen to his words. Every statement he made about this upcoming storm was met with resistance.

"The sky has been beautiful for days! Look out into the sea! No waves have appeared, how could this storm you speak of come?

"Why would you speak against the predictions of the Sky Watchers? They have been trained all their lives. You believe they are not qualified to speak the truth?"

"The Council would not like to hear these words of blasphemy you speak of. Only Mother Nature knows when the end of our island shall be. Not you."

Inevitably, the island was forced to watch as a swift but powerful blizzard appeared suddenly before them, and wiped out their village. In the aftermath of chaos and sadness, Herbert P. Bear was forced to abandon his island. He now believed they could not, and would never try, to understand someone like him...