Ray: Alright, the combatants are set! Let's settle this debate once and for all...
Steel: It's time for a DEATH BATTLE!!!
'Twas yet another beautiful day for a local village on the Isle O' Hags. The sun was shining, there was nary a single cloud in the sky, and everything was lush and green with life.
Making their way through the village, however, was quite the odd pair. One was a brown-furred bear, clad in yellow shorts and a necklace with what looked like a tooth on it. Strapped to his back was a blue pack and residing in the pack was a bird with red and gold feathers, peering over his shoulder to scan the area.
The bear, Banjo, took a map from his pocket and gave it a good look.
Hm...It should be around here somewhere. But where?
How about-oh, I don't know...fifteen paces in front of us?
Banjo looked up from the map and, sure enough, there was something a liter