Words of the Constant
The gods have strange tastes.
Ach! I shall not eat thee!
'Tis a handful of seeds, for not-meat.
O, glorious wheat!
'Tis a handful of seeds, for not-meat.
Jump into my mouth!
There is no escape!
Ridiculous.
Showtime, rabbits!
It must be intermission for the rabbits.
Good riddance, giant carrot.
What's to be done with a carrot that big?
The rabbit had best heed my call.
The rabbits pledge to safeguard my loot within their lair.
I shall send you to the endless carrot patch.
It shall be a delightful insult to mine enemies to perish by rabbit antler.
How adorable!
I must capture it alive!
The diminutive lord seeks commerce!
Armor for rain.
We will fight in the rain.
Its prophecy days are done.
It foretells the coming of rains.
A pile of vegetables. No thanks.
A small blade, but a blade nonetheless.
T'would be a kindness to keep it from reaching the ears of my ally.
'Tis a ballad of good hap!
Music is nourishment for thy soul!
Let us play a rousing war song!
Thy melody is most soothing.
The musicians play with such passion!
Thy melody is most soothing.
Doth the tempo not make one's heart race with excitement?
The showstopper!
A serenade for the ghosts and ghouls.
Music is nourishment for thy soul!
Music is nourishment for thy soul!
It is hot to the touch.
A lucky ward to guard against the night.
Odin's eye, grant us wisdom!
A blessing of good fortune!
Umami or not, I don't want it.
I don't want it, but I'm glad it survived trial by fire.
At least it's got a nice color.
And stay down there!
Good riddance.
See you in Asgard, reeds!
Those are some hardy reeds.
Cut down in their prime.
The dust hath been forged into a solid block.