Words of the Constant

Search the journal

Kind

Survivor

It seems the sea is offering me a feast.

How much meat is hiding under there?

It is not my favored spear, but it will do the trick.

A coward's weapon.

I am not some sneak hiding in the shadows! Am I?

Poison Speargun

A gift from Odin!

Feel the burn.

This spear awards a coward's victory.

My comrade in arms!

Its spiciness intrigues me not!

Spicy Vegetable Stinger

Felled by my spear, like so many before it.

Eight legs and still no match for me!

I will allow it a fair fight and wait til it awakes.

Crush them at the source!

I could squash these but I'd miss out on more battles.

Ripped from the abdomen of a slain spider.

A perfect way to infiltrate the enemy camp.

Webbing. Never a good sign.

Finally, a true test of my abilities.

You are so sneaky!

Dangling Depth Dweller

I'll smash you!

It has fallen in battle.

I shall vanquish thee!

It slumbers.

Come out and fight!

A tree for climbing beasties.

This one's feisty.

Victory for Wigfrid once again!

The champion of the spiders. To battle!

It is cowardly to attack a sleeping enemy.

You smell of your failure.

Age has only made this food gross, not wise.

Rain comes from within it's workings.

Behold! A gift from Wotan!

A storm of pain.

A cave boulder.

A cave boulder.

A cave boulder.

A cave boulder.

A pointy rock of sorts.

A pointy rock of sorts.

A pointy rock of sorts.

A pointy rock of sorts.

That wasn't very respectful of me.

Glommer's Statue

A curious homage to the gods.

Glommer's Statue

It must be Gunnar. The snakes took his head.

Fie, demon!

Obviously grilled!

Steamed Ham Sandwich

It could easily best regular wool in combat.

The sword on the back of a bee.