Words of the Constant
Wanda is a powerful ally indeed.
Wretched beast. Shall I grant it peace?
The pelt-bearer cometh to ply his wares.
No, my furs and cloaks!
No use crying over burnt pelts.
That's where I keep my furs and cloaks.
Be that you, Fenrir?
Thou art worthy of a Viking funeral.
The creature is slain.
The beast's spirit will not be put to rest!
Ha! I've felled more fearsome beasts than ye!
Laid to waste.
What doth thou need?
The gods are pleased!
What nefarious plots doth Warly stew upon?
Warly's summoned Hel's flames this day!
Hail, Warly, blessed feast-forge!
The feast hall of Valhalla will one day welcome you. But not today.
We will hold a valorous feast at your defeat!
Warly's heart is as full as his belly.
Garb befitting a warrior's steed!
Bees of war!
Prepare to engage in water-y battle!
The plants expect me to fetch water for them as well?
Watering the garden is not a task befitting a warrior.
It makes a good sound when you hit it.
It's almost like wearing a pelt.
You cannot fool me by hiding in frozen fruit, stick.
Warm and red, but it doesn't flow.
Was this grown by a jotunn?
Seedy.
Have we entered the realm of giants?
Grow fast and strong, young one.
Have at thee, plant!
Fear not, I shall return you to the sea in time.
We hath safeguarded our vessel against a fiery end.
By the gods, have I found Yggdrasil itself?
What is it you seek, yon root?
Wigfrid is tempting fate.
A fellow Viking, forged in flames!
Hail, Wigfrid, fellow shieldmaiden!
You'll not away to Valhalla yet, Wigfrid. A heart!
There can be only one!
Wigfrid, the perfect warrior!
The power of the unicorn is great.
The unicorn hath bestowed its power onto me.
I shall defend my allies with spear and shield!
Unnaturally preserved... it doth make one's skin crawl.
Waxen to the touch.
I sense Loki's influence in Maxwell.