Words of the Constant
Quite dead.
Foolish fowl!
Yawn.
Really! This is hardly treasure.
They appear quite organized.
Rather noisy bird.
Quite savory.
Rather ornate.
There's something bizarre about these.
Rather makes for easier communication.
Quite!
An instrument to hunt for fossils.
I say! He's after my money!
Never imagined I'd reach such a status!
Rather dead.
Blasted pests!
Bothersome.
A phantasmic porker!
I say, old chap! What are you guarding?
A satchel for keeping ones treasures.
Bah! Completely unnecessary carnage!
It appears there are warring societies here.
A pity it can't be studied now.
I say! These pigs are quite civilized!
Crude, but rather functional.
They've turned in for the night.
A shame.
How quaint!
Quite the blaze!
Charming.
Not much of a loss, if you ask me.
Rather curious bit of architecture.
Fascinating! I wonder if he'd be open to negotiations.
I say!
I have acquired a party.
Rather curious porcine humanoid.
I say, old chap! What are you guarding?
Rather hirsute hog.
I say, old chap, do you deal in coin?
Bah! Banker's hours!
A purveyor of medicinals!
Rather lackadaisical.
I say, old chap, I should like to see your wares.
There's no good help these days.
I seller of esoteric items.
Really! Does no one work in this town?
One presumes he doesn't farm pigs.
I say! Doesn't he have a home?
A hog horticulturalist.
Rather loafish, isn't she?