Words of the Constant
This lighter has been passed down generations to reach your hands.
How does a regular eel become electric? The answer might shock you.
Call down lightning from dark, brooding storm clouds.
Woe to this poor fish in particular.
Lightning - the energy source of the future!
Divert lightning bolts away from your body in style with the Electrobolt Diffuser 300X!
The torch will reveal the truth.
Deafening roars fill the air with no hint of cessation, Who dares disturb Bearger's sweet hibernation?
Every year, crows from far and wide flock to the Midsummer Cawnival to take part in its famed attractions.
A summer day spent with friends is caws for celebration!
Every summer, you will find this jaunty fellow crowing about his famous Cawnival.
A kitcoon in hand is worth three in the bush.
Don't let your guard down... there are eyes everywhere.
Keep your torch held high and your eyes sharp, lest you too fall prey to the darkness.
Who, or what, will heed the call of the Shadow Queen?
It was once thought that the beasts of the Constant were too wild and ferocious to be tamed. As it turns out, all any critter needs to make friends is a bit of love.
Watch your step... danger lurks around every corner.
The night had seemed dead 'fore the sound broke the hush. There! Something doth stir in the thick underbrush. THUMP, THUMP, CLOMP, CLOMP, sound its footsteps together, Then you sight the clumped fur, the thin legs like black leather. Its eye trains on yours in a horrid red glow, ...How swift might you flee through the …
Whilst lava burns hot in the cold winter night, The Feastfly takes wing in a most fervid flight.
Who is ready to step out into the spotlight?
Celebrate ten years of surviving the- oh how embarrassing, some hooligans have scribbled their names all over it!
Celebrate ten years of surviving the Constant!
Few things can set the Queen of the Constant herself on edge...
The days have been filled with tilling and toil, Gathering seeds and nourishing soil, In hopes that the crops will produce at their best, (Just make sure that you keep a sharp eye out for pests!)
Not everyone has a talent for farming.
The food is prepared, the table is set, Gather round for a feast that you won't soon forget.
The future might be daunting, (The present's scary too) But if the past has taught us anything, Together, we'll get through.
When the air grows colder and snow covers the ground, a gingerbread village can sometimes be found.
The sea poses many dangers, one must always be prepared for rough waters.
"Always hold the board steady. Remember, a sharp knife is safer than a dull one. Don't forget."
A large plump goose sounds fit for a feast, Unless you're the meal for the terrible beast.
You won't be able to run forever.
The Lunar Island wasn't the only consequence of the moon fragment's impact into the sea. It also revealed a part of the caves long since sealed away and forgotten. One might wonder if landing on that spot was really a coincidence...
Open your mind to terrifying new possibilities.
Be on your guard, these unearthly visitors do not appear to come in peace.
Something is possessing the Constant's creatures... something not of this world...
Battlemaster Pugna draws great pleasure in subjecting combatants to the whims of his Battlearena forged of stone and fire.
To escape the fiery Forge, our Survivors must triumph in battle against Battlemaster Pugna's fearsome champions.
It's the thought that counts.
Maxwell's extended reign on the Nightmare Throne altered him in ways that are not yet fully understood. He continues to rely heavily on his tome, the Codex Umbra, as a result.
Maxwell grew quite accustomed to a world that followed his rules... but now someone else is pulling the strings.
Merms inhabited the marshes of The Constant long before humans, and will probably exist long after.
The path ahead is long and treacherous, but you've come too far to turn back now.
The Pig King's four elite warriors give half their winnings to those poor unfortunate pigs with no mud to roll in.
Legend has it the Pig King and his followers left their home long ago to rule freely in The Constant.
Love can be found in the least likely places.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend... or maybe something more?
Can a merm and a pig put their differences aside to save themselves?
Nothing kills a romantic moment quite like a swarm of hungry spiders.
This herd is riled up and on the rampage!