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Survivor

The wood's ablaze!

Loge took that one.

Chopped by the warrior of the woods!

I feel at home in the woods.

The wood's ablaze!

Lumpy Evergreen

Loge took that one.

Lumpy Evergreen

Chopped by the warrior of the woods!

Lumpy Evergreen

A good sturdy tree.

Lumpy Evergreen

Don't get rain in your eye!

Follower of Heimdall, watch over my path!

Be it the plucked eye of Odin, returned for revenge?

I hath no fear of having all eyes upon me!

Suspicious Peeper

I will prepare myself for the coming challenge!

Don't point your eyeball at me, foliage!

The eye of the laser god stares into my soul.

Houndius Shootius

An ancient eyeball of protection!

Houndius Shootius

Serves you right for not growing meats!

I can't grow meat, what's the point?

They're growing stronger.

It wants a turd feast.

To bury those useless seeds deep in the ground.

Good riddance.

Begone, non-meat!

It's about time I cut you back down to size.

Weed, vegetable or fruit, all are the same to me.

A plant.

I care not.

It is even more foul than usual.

Good! Let it rot!

I've no use for you.

I claim this soil for the garden!

Garden Digamajig

A ferocious weapon against untamed soil.

Garden Digamajig

You dare tresspass upon my garden?

Garden Detritus

The luxuries of camp, on the go.

Seems a bit flashy for battle.

Perhaps I'll pen a saga of my journeys!

In remembrance of a songbird.

Saffron Feather

A token from the ravens!

Red as my hair.

Crimson Feather

Winter's feather.

She looks unhappy upon her throne.

Tis not my kind of fencing.

Alone, it falters. Among its kin, it thrives.

T.I.N.G.L.E. Node

It conjures a defensive permimeter worthy of Thor!

T.I.N.G.L.E. Node

Let us establish a bastion fit for the thunder god!

T.I.N.G.L.E. Node

A tiny replica of Valhalla's gates.

Not for fortification. Merely the farm.

Not for fortification. Merely the farm.

A sturdy barrier.

I'd take a proper blade at my side over this overgrown sewing needle.