Words of the Constant
What a pathetic little creature. Just looking at it makes me itch.
What a pathetic little creature. It smells of sulphur.
What a pathetic little creature. It requires dental work.
I've named so many creatures at this point, the novelty has worn off.
What a pathetic little creature. It doesn't even have the grace of a catcoon.
What a pathetic little creature. It's pretending to be a much more respectable beast.
What a pathetic little creature, and in such a gaudy outfit.
My, what a magnificently horrific creature.
Magic has done things to this beast's horn.
What dark treasures lie within?
Such quality workmanship!
It looks beyond repair.
Try to keep up.
You are only as good as the company you keep.
What is the matter with you?
What else can I say about this dirty carcass?
A distant cousin of the beefalo.
It has its winter coat on.
I hope it was well cleaned before we stuffed the figs inside.
You won't catch me!
It's really light.
I hope it keeps Them away.
They're acceptable.
Quite a clunky looking thing.
Seems heavy.
It is nearly useless.
Swiftly useless.
It offers a serviceable amount of protection.
This was intended for someone physically-inclined.
Decent protection that will enhance my power.
A little extra armor never hurt.
We must destroy that Battle Standard.
That thing's still shambling about, I see.
You seem severely deluded, good sir.
You'd need a thick neck to wear such a thing.
You shall serve us.
I must have it.
Horsefeathers.
Not really my style.
I could use the invigoration.
Self sufficiency in wreath form.
Too brutish for my tastes.
A key is key.
Right as rain.
That is not suited to me.
I have no desire to use that.
Meddling with it will only cause further trouble.
Let us end this chapter of our journey.
It will quickly restore my powers.
It's a one-way portal.