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Survivor

'Twill need a base ta be useful.

Houndius Shootius

Fabric fer a sail!

'Tis blackened.

'Spose th'ground be somewhat useful.

Aye, 'tis breaking free o'its earthly bonds.

Th'ground be lookin' hungry.

'Tis a sail for me face.

'Tis a hat o'birdy treasures.

Fer makin' me mark.

'Tis light as a feather.

Feather Lite Sail

Thet feather be mighty oily.

Me feet are tickle proof.

Crimson Feather

Whar did all th'colors go?

Argh! Found'a treasure!

Thunder Feather

Thar beans be jumpin' no more.

Ye seem ta be in quite a bind.

Fer pennin' tha beasties in.

Fer goin' in. Also fer goin' out.

Yaaar. Needs ta be built.

Ol' Woodlegs'll build it 'imself.

Feed some plants wit' this.

Yar, is'a small cannon, it'is.

Tiny constellations. No good for navigation.

Wee stars in me pockets.

Stay beck from me legs!

'Tis nearly burnt out.

Need ta be careful ta not burn me legs.

'Tis a mercy thet me ship is ney nearby.

'Tis goin' ta need some fuel soon.

Better keep me distance.

Th'fire has left.

Woodlegs learned not ta play wit' fire.

'Tis nearly empty.

Ice Flingomatic

Hope no fires start 'round 'ere.

Ice Flingomatic

This area be protected from fires.

Ice Flingomatic

Fish! One o'me favorites.

Ye got thet look t'ya.

Ready fer m'gullet.

Cooked Purple Grouper

Don't ye b'starin' at ol'Woodlegs!

Down th'hatch!

Cooked Pierrot Fish

Inta th'pot w'ya.

Th'bread'n'butter'o'th'sea!

Cooked Neon Quattro

'Tis a useful tool.

A fishin'ole! Make a note on me map!

Woodlegs turned th'fish ta sticks.

Th'crunchy shell be delicious.

Th'fish roasted up good.

Thet be a netful!

Nary a fish in sight!

Tharr be a bite!