Beastland wanderings

[Iron Dragoon]

"Well, to be fair, you're not exactly advertising yourself. Also, there's another person with the Golden Bear moniker, so that probably mixed some people up."

[Anastasia]

A growl at that, "Regardless, are you here for this?" It challenges right back.

[Iron Dragoon]

"For what, exactly? We're following rumors and legends, so let's be clear what's on the table."

[Anastasia]

"The gold, of course! The gold!" The bear says, "What else?"

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa sighs, "We're looking for divine energy here in the Beastlands."

[Anastasia]

"Divine energy?" The bear rumbles, "Like what?"

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa looks at the others, "Should we?"

[Anastasia]

Jarem shakes his head, but Emily says, "I think it's worth a small risk to tell him. It might know."

Bastian shrugs, "Pick your poison."

[Iron Dragoon]

"There's a Divine Seed being protected by a Guardian somewhere here in the Beastlands. The rumors and legends of you are of a golden bear that's completely immune to magic and weapons. Sounded like one hell of a guardian, so here we are."

[Anastasia]

"Strange how the one without them is the one to have balls," The bear agrees, "I sensed something had happened so I moved to get noticed. Well done finding me, finally." The golden bear seconds. "I have your seed if you're ready to challenge for it."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa turns on the others, "I told you the gold was a distraction!"

Alyssa turns back to the bear, "So, since you're being reasonable and hospitable, could we get introductions and details about this challenge?"

[Anastasia]

"You may," The bear agrees, "But it's more fun if I don't tell you, and I have no obligation to." A rather toothy smile-alike is on its face as, "But I've prepared at least a few that will wet your steel and bloody your blades."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa sighs, "Why can't any of these challenges ever be polite? Like, tea with honey and snacks first? Well, I suppose let's start."

[Anastasia]

Your answer is that all of you appear in a lightly forested area, the night sky glimpsed above, cloudy and dark. You're lucky you have darkvision, which lets you see well enough. For 20ft away from you in each of the four cardinal directions, a large tree uproots itself, groaning aloud as it does.

"Get them!" The northern one calls.

"Crush them!" The second one yells.

"Pound them!" The third bellows.

"Grind them to paste beneath our bark!" The four echos.

[Iron Dragoon]

K check to make sure they're treants and nothing else weird.