Words of the Constant
Shadow Thurible
Wilson P. HiggsburyIt's been thuribly depleted.
Wilson P. HiggsburyIt smells like chemicals.
WalterI think it's out of fuel.
WalterOof, that's a strong smell.
WandaIt's run its course.
WandaI don't trust it.
WarlyOut of fuel.
WarlyIt smells like a dish that's begun to burn.
WigfridAlas, it is no more.
WigfridTis Loki's frost giant lure.
MaxwellA shame.
MaxwellCurious. It smells like roses.
WebberAw, there goes our lure.
WebberIt gets really hot.
WendyA blessing in disguise.
WendyAn ember that burns with the stuff of nightmares.
Ms. WickerbottomThat's that.
Ms. WickerbottomWe were its intended recipient.
WillowAwww! I liked that thing.
WillowIt smells like burnt hair!
WinonaRan outta juice.
WinonaSmells kinda like gasoline.
WolfgangSwingy burnies has gone out!
WolfgangIs for monster control.
WoodieNo more luring, I guess.
WoodieSomeone's trying to give us a leg up.
WormwoodRan out
WormwoodBurns dark fire
WortoxOh dear, I think our truce just expired.
WortoxOoo! Smells like fire and brimstone!
WurtAw, no more.
WurtWeird smell, flort.
WX-78EVIL LURE DEPLETED
WX-78IT IS BAIT FOR A DUMB BEAST