Words of the Constant
I am not fooled by their cozy exterior.
Have at thee, cursed crustacean!
A barren, sandy fortress.
Now THIS is a battle.
Prepare thyself to be de-clawed!
Oh good. I worried it would be too easy.
Appetizer.
Finally. A clawed combatant worthy to die by my spear.
Tis a peculiar boulder.
I forgive her vegetable ways.
By the unicorn! A dragon!
How can you fight with no arms?
They shall watch and learn from my battles!
A warrior's faithful companion!
She is a magnificent hunter!
I wouldst turn farmer for thee.
Mine lunar friend!
Not a raven, but wise nonetheless.
I shall defend this hound to the death.
Raven friend!
Together again.
Telltale spoor left by a festive foe.
Plunder!
A craftwoman's most elemental resource.
'Tis hardly a sword at all.
Even if I ate plants, I wouldn't eat THAT plant.
I cleaned all the bugs out! Then I ate them.
Solid stone!
You leave me no choice, beast! To arms!
The beast hath been consumed by foul magic.
It pains me to see a worthy adversary in such a state.
The calm before the storm.
Finally. Let us fight.
Only something of great might could crack that foul stone.
The pillar is weakened... mayhaps it could be broken.
A most potent dish.
Njord's depths hold many secrets.
The wood's ablaze!
Loge took that one.
Chopped by the warrior of the woods!
Future firewood!
This firewood will take a bit of extra work.
Dost these cards bear a fell curse?
Pretty... useless.
Empty. Shall we use it for target practice?
It burns bright.
Saveth them for my funeral.
The light wanes.
Beauty fades. Glory is forever.
A warrior hath no need for light!