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Survivor

That fire's slowly dying.

Endothermic Fire Pit

A cold comfort.

Endothermic Fire Pit

And the light flickers out.

Endothermic Fire Pit

East.

A reading cannot be gleaned.

North.

Northeast.

Northwest.

South.

Southeast.

Southwest.

West.

Foul thing! Begone from my sight!

Another room is mine for the taking!

House Expansion Permit

She's definitely dead.

Cooked Mandrake

Meeeat!

Monster beast steak.

Cooked Monster Meat

Yum, yum, meat snacks.

The fire reigned supreme.

Might as well do something whilst I wait.

Shouldn't be long now!

What have we got here?

Nothing in there.

It is the tail of cute meat.

The sea bequeaths such strange gifts.

Be you meat?

A hard and brittle place. I like it.

If I eat of it will I gain its knowledge?

A mystical, all-knowing water rock!

A material with many uses!

More like a stage prop than a viking vessel.

Cork Bowl Canoe

It holds my stuff!

A weapon of much lightness.

A beast of both sky and sea!

A vegetable sword!

Popped corn smells good.

Tiny nature bits.

Do battle with me, armored one!

Un-bury thyself, coward!

Does shame drive them to this hole?

Yield your secrets, box!

Finally, a worthy foe!

Raven friend!

Together again.

Henceforth to another room!

A craftwoman's most elemental resource.

Oh, great sword of piscean death. I shall swing you with honor.

Cutlass Supreme

I picked it. But I won't eat it.

Its smell has vanquish mine sinuses.

I cleaned all the bugs out! Then I ate them.