Words of the Constant
Shall I risk it?
Good. Now I don't have to do it.
Rather handsome for an amphibian.
I should strike now while it slumbers.
This would pair great with a simple cheese plate.
That'll keep those bugs away.
Cleans the stench away.
This clears the vapors.
My pets! What has become of you?
The fuel needs a focus.
This one's ready.
It remembers me!
He reminds me of someone...
It's doing all my work for me.
A flying goop factory.
Flower power forever.
Flower power.
Well, that's rank.
They're sticky.
Lights out.
Disgusting, but helpful.
That light is rather too lethargic.
Ah, metamorphosis...
Horde horrible.
Ugh. The horde home.
It's charged with nutrients.
You're going to need that kind of armor if you can't see where you're going.
What kind of ridiculous person made these?
I hardly see the need for these.
If they worked, I might consider wearing these.
It gets sharper with every cut.
I've always wanted to hack things in luxury.
This must be game logic.
I'm not sure this was a good investment.
This shovel is worth a princely sum.
This was important to me once.
Must I do everything myself?
I suppose any gold is good gold.
I could use a pillow filled with these.
I know the ropes.
Needs manure.
Oops.
Tufty.
Nothing to harvest.
You'd think grass could withstand this heat...
Well, there you have it.
Oh, joyous occasion. I've found grass.
I don't require any more grass, thank you.
It's more "pretty" than "dapper".
It is partially submerged.