Words of the Constant
Now duel for the rose queen's amusement.
Now duel for the rose queen's amusement.
A librarian knows how to watch from the shadows.
A librarian knows how to watch from the shadows.
Wickerbottom the Spider Witch is here to spin you a yarn... or maybe a web.
Those with knowledge are good at making do in difficult circumstances.
Those with knowledge are good at making do in difficult circumstances.
How did Ms. Wickerbottom accrue her fortune? Perhaps you should mind your own business.
You think organizing a Winter's Feast party is hard? Try working in a public library.
Perhaps this outfit will spark an interest in history.
Willow was never one to be pushed around.
Chef Willow is a grease fire waiting to happen.
Willow can't be bothered to try to look nice.
Willowfly Costume
Willow would dress like this every day if she could.
Willow would dress like this every day if she could.
Willow prefers events that include bonfires or fireworks.
Willow prefers events that include bonfires or fireworks.
Willow will reduce this ring to cinders.
This once-sweet doll was abandoned by her child and has since become a vessel of bitterness and resentment.
Disclaimer: Provides no protection against toxic hazards or personalities.
Coldfire is Willow's favorite type of fire... After hot fire, warm fire, tepid fire, and vaguely lukewarm fire.
Flames burn brightest on the darkest of nights.
Willow has never been so at home.
This masked party-goer has a dangerous spark in her eyes...
Willow's idea of a harvest mostly revolves around gathering kindling.
A typical look for someone with fire on the brain.
It would be wise to keep Willow far away from the ship's gunpowder stores.
Willow was always a bit prickly. Now she's just more so.
Willow was always a bit prickly. Now she's just more so.
Willow enjoys flickering flames of inky blackness.
Willow enjoys flickering flames of inky blackness.
Willow blends in with the villagers to remain beyond suspicion.
Willow is taming the wilderness with fire.
Willow is taming the wilderness with fire.
Willow doesn't just play with matches... she also peddles them.
Willow is ready to roast some chestnuts... and anything else she can get her hands on, really.
Some might find this barber's methods a bit too experimental for their comfort.
Somehow, even in the wilderness, Wilson manages to maintain a neatly trimmed beard and a waxed moustache.
It's important that Wilson keeps his beard honorable when things get hairy.
Wilson's got the chops for fighting in the ring... the mutton chops, anyway.
It's hard for Wilson to arctic-ulate how much he loves his beard.
The awe-inspiring wonders of space pale in comparison to Wilson's beard.
The shock of white is the result of one of Wilson's more electrifying experiments.
A sizzling 'stache and beard to match!
Who is the gentleman hiding behind that magnificent beard?
What is a beard if not a topiary for your face?
Wilson takes great pride in the hairs on his chinny chin chin.
It is either a bold or foolish pirate who flaunts his gold so openly.
Wilson picks flowery facial accessories when he's feeling pastoral.