Words of the Constant
I shall valiantly wait my turn.
First, it must be emptied!
Curses!
The muses will not visit me if I do not place an item first.
The plants will like this about as much as I like them.
Come closer, ye wee fishy cowards!
Infernal trickster.
The girl's spirit cannot be returned.
I'll try once more when it's done.
T'will not raise from death, it seems.
A warrior must be patient.
This arena awaiteth its completion!
'Tis not to its liking.
They'll have better things in Valhalla.
We have already conquered this knowledge.
One sacrifice at a time!
T'will not work.
The spirit cannot be returned.
The sprite home requires sprucing up. With magical spruce!
Forest sprites have no need of that.
It longs for its homeland. It will not grow here.
Nay, that would be foolhardy.
Needs the gaze of Mani to work.
Speak plainly! I understand not thine chittering.
That's not worthy to grace the mouth of the gods!
This object is not blessed with the power of the gods.
That material is not befitting a work of art.
The gods may frown were I to do that.
Danger is near! 'Tis no time for games.
I must clear the battlefield first!
'Tis too late for revelry!
Something else hath caught her attention.
Such sweet slumber... Maybe later.
One material at a time!
It hath no use for such things while it's in my pocket.
I shall await the small tree's return before presenting it with another offering.
Perhaps it shall accept a different offering.
This gem was not chosen for this purpose.
We must rearrange the bones of the beast.
I'll try once more when they're free.
They'll have better things in Valhalla.
They're not strong enough to carry more!
Such sweet slumber graces thy face... Maybe later.
I'll try once more when they're free.
They'll have better things in Valhalla.
They're not strong enough to carry more!
Such sweet slumber graces thy face... Maybe later.
We have already conquered this knowledge.
I respect thine loyalty to our metal warrior, scout.
'Tis for the fish beasts.