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Survivor

Could use cream and salt... And less poison.

Perhaps I could make a good soup.

Can't get fresher than that!

It'll be hard to harvest like that.

There's nothing left.

The fire took to those quite nicely.

A small clump of reeds.

There's nothing left to pick.

I can think of plenty of uses for those.

Well, it should be hard to lose.

A piece of culinary history has been lost.

Ancient kitchenware.

What strange textures.

An odd little fellow.

I bet it picks up all sorts of aromas.

This would make a pretty centerpiece.

If only it were a real truffle.

The Jeweled Truffle

That didn't cook very well.

Science Machine

A centre for learning.

Science Machine

The fire seemed to find it quite tasty.

Oh, the things I'll learn!

The darkness is all burnt up.

Shadow Manipulator

It boggles the mind.

Shadow Manipulator

Nothing but ashes.

Prestihatitator

I won't even try to pronounce it...

Prestihatitator

Couldn't hurt to hit the books now and then.

It won't be much good now.

Part of my soul is within.

Looks like some sort of ritual stone.

Good afternoon, sir or madam!

It's soft, and surprisingly calm.

This little fellow seems quite frigid.

Let me lend you my warmth, feathered friend.

Surely no one deserves such treatment!

Don't you go rolling off on me.

Bite-sized boulders.

Hmm... I would have to be careful to not chip a tooth.

What mysteries are baked within.

I could serve lunch on that rock.

Basalt Eruption

Barbecued.

Charcoal Boulder

There may be some protein under there.

Brr!

It's just liquid now.

It's just liquid now.

Melted Mini Glacier

The lava has crusted over.

Like a pie on a proverbial windowsill, it will soon cool.

Nature's fiery fondue pot.

It has no heat left to give.

Blast! I cannot mine it!

Obsidian Boulder

That's three mouths to feed!