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Survivor

Conquers the heat!

Oscillating Fan

Dark winged meat.

Wing spear!

To see through the eyes of my enemy!

Like the wings of my helm, only meatier.

Cooked dark wing.

Cooked Batilisk Wing

Hide which takes the guise of another hide.

Fur of the crazies.

Beast or bear-serker?

I am berserker!

Hibearnation Vest

It fought bravely, but I have claimed its hide.

A luxurious fur bed!

A tool for my naps.

Wee warriors! I don't know if I like them.

Easy now!

My hive is silent.

It's a honey treasure trove!

A sweet box of wee warriors.

Where's the honey?

Some honey. Patience is needed.

The critter has finally learned its role.

Come along beastie.

Ancient woolen beasts!

Are you cold without your wools?

The noble steed of a mighty warrior!

My mouth's watering just looking at it...

With the stalwart beast at my side, we ride tonight!

Sounds like Aunt Hilda.

This is going to look good on me, I can tell.

I do love woolly things.

My bee helm, of course.

Always buzzing, always plotting.

It sounds suspicious.

Watch your step!

Maxwell's Mosquito Trap

The stuff of candlemakers.

I prefer the ringing resonance of clashing blades.

Oh, a map! No, wait. That's wrong.

Is this a plaything of Loki?

Electric Isosceles

Fruits. I don't like 'em.

Warm red mush.

Roasted Berries

Should I put some turds on it?

A fruit bush.

The fruits have been snatched.

It's too hot to grow.

Stompy foot.

I will ensnare delicious fish meat.

That's something completely different!

Ha! Vanquished!

I will vanquish you, skewered one!

It is defenseless!