Words of the Constant
The old crone has enchanted it to work best in the snow.
A cunning ruse, indeed.
A cunning ruse, indeed.
A cunning ruse, indeed.
This should attract their attention!
This should attract their attention!
This should attract their attention!
Tremble before me, creatures of the deep!
Meat is meat.
You will make a fine meal!
The beastie put up an admirable fight.
There's an air of ill luck around this one...
This looks suspiciously veggie-like.
Your bad luck is my good fortune, beastie.
Your bad luck is my good fortune, beastie.
It must hail from the icy waters of Niflheim.
Are ye fish or fruit? My eyes hath been decieved before!
Tis barely a morsel!
There's barely any meat on these fishbones!
Tis only a wee beastie.
This amount of meat will hardly satisfy a Viking!
Tis naught but a small snack.
It is suspiciously leafy.
Are ye fish or flower?
By Sól! It wields the power of the sun!
You dare spit at a Viking warrior?
It hath been hardened by the sea.
May the roots of the worldtree spread far and wide!
Yon tree shall guard us from the treacherous sun.
Ropes from the branches of Yggdrasil.
The nest of the water walking beasts!
'Twas consumed by flames.
Sea spoils!
Oh, beautiful maelström. Into thy hungry mouth we doth sail.
Njord has bestowed his bounty upon us!
Fie! The sea-meat has evaded us!
It is ready to hunt again.
A harvester of sea-meat.
May you have a successful hunt.
I hunger for sea-meat!
The fish beasts hunger for that vile weed of the sea.
'Tis enough to gorge themselves to the gills!
More? They want more?!
The fish beasts hunger for that vile weed of the sea.
'Tis enough to gorge themselves to the gills!
More? They want more?!
Sing with me! We are the guardians of Asgard!
I dare thee, provoke tears from mine eyes!
It has been vanquished with fire.
You will draw no tears from my eyes on this day!