Words of the Constant

Let us feast by the rabbit's torchlight!

Tall Rabbit Lamp

Its light burns no more.

Tall Rabbit Lamp

Let us set the rabbit torch alight!

Tall Rabbit Lamp

Who will face me in the field of battle?

Pillow Fight Bell

There art a battle underway!

Pillow Fight Bell

A test of might and bravery!

Pillow Fight Pit Kit

Bah! 'Tis naught but a meat-shaped veggie cake!

Bunny Roll

I do not trust whatever lies within.

Moon Cake

A delicious sight indeed!

Moon Jelly

A trio of tasty morsels.

Skewered Puffs

It must have displeased the gods.

Bunnyman Shrine

What should be sacrificed to the beast's maw?

Bunnyman Shrine

The rabbit seems pleased with my offering.

Bunnyman Shrine

Who dares to face me in the ring?

Glove of Challenge

Must the gods taketh everything?

I hope she'll hold.

Prepare thyself, for revelry doth await.

Jubilantern Post Kit

The shrine itself offered to the implacable gods!

Depths Worm Shrine

The worm doth demand a worthy sacrifice.

Depths Worm Shrine

The worm hath been appeased.

Depths Worm Shrine

I shall send thee back to the depths, worm!

Gilded Depths Worm

It seems someone offered it a flame. I do not think it liked it.

Catcoon Shrine

Perhaps it would enjoy a feather?

Catcoon Shrine

Let the festive crafting commence!

Catcoon Shrine

It is an artifact of this realm.

The foul plant thrives.

Something hinders its growth.

Perhaps it needs the company of its kin.

The feeble thing needs conversation to grow? Vikings thrive in stoic silence!

It seems to harbor resentment for its weed brethren.

It thirsts for water.

You are unhappy with the dirt you have? Do not look to me to help you!

This small patch of dirt cannot sustain all these non-meats.

It doesn't have what it takes to brave the seasonal elements.

It is beset by multiple afflictions.

Flames will soon consume it.

Too dark, even for battle.

Bones and all.

Hatching Tallbird Egg

It doth taste just like chicken!

Holiday Cheer

The god of the sky has been angered!

Alas! If I'd only grabbed it sooner.

T'were not meant to be a meal.

We shall live to fight another day!

I thought I saw that feathered charlatan around here...

It's vacant.

Apparently he has more pressing matters to attend to.

It seems we are lacking in participants.

This environment is not suitable for a fair game.

Playtime is over for now.

I shall have to find the key.