Words of the Constant
Alas! I am unworthy!
I have gained the gods' favor!
I hath already completed my tome.
It seemeth I have a new companion.
Revealeth thyself, fiend!
Hark! 'Tis a most unnatural light!
Aha! Shelter!
No cage can hold me!
You would defend your vegetable kin against me? Have at thee!
A fruitless endeavor.
'Tis futile to roll it further.
I'm nearly drowned!
What foul fiends be these?!
I care naught for these plants or the veggies they produce.
Grow, or do not.
Perhaps someone more weak and feeble might talk to the plants, while I hunt.
No fearsome warrior should be caught talking to plants.
I should be hunting, not gardening!
Arg, I've been poked!
Alas, it is no more.
I will finish this hunt solo!
My guide hath fallen, and I am left directionless!
It is vying for my attention.
Someone was swifter than I!
I sense there's a little beastie afoot...
No little beasties in this area.
Onward, great beast!!
Let us proceed!
The beast returned from whence it came.
Don't let the beast entertain thoughts of escape.
Slippery devil!
This meager tool hath not the strength to break it.
My light is quenched!
Fear not! I have arrived!
That wasn't part of the plan.
It is not of this world.
Lo! A dark warband doth come to mine aid!
Curses! Why can I not simply march there?
The sea did not claim me this day.
The wee beast is on death's door.
This foe demands something mightier!
Weight:
Weight: By the gods, I've netted a monster!
I am a wet warrior.
Does this count as a bath?
My aim wasn't true...
My efforts were for naught.
I feel Odin's blessing upon me!
The blessing hath faded.
That was a sloppy adventure.