Words of the Constant
I'd never wear such an undapper thing.
A decent wreath, should I feel like healing.
Foul beast! Know your place!
It's no threat in this state.
It's alive in there.
I knew I would make a terrible pa-pa.
I can say with pride that it is comfy and cozy.
It's happy with me, and I with it.
You're not a hellbeast, are you? Nooo. Just misunderstood!
It's hungry. Why is it hungry?
I think it's going to die!
The lavae's baby tooth.
It's cold and dry now.
Spitfire.
A touch hot, but it could cook my food in a pinch.
With each day I get a little boulder.
Exceptionally mediocre.
How pedestrian.
I appreciate the attempt at presentation.
Disgusting creature!
How very folksy.
Disgusting creature!
This fungus survived the downfall.
Who would put this filth in their veins?
It will run out eventually.
Oh good. The island is crawling with vermin.
It does the job, I suppose.
Finally, a mutation that's actually useful.
Chaaarge!
What's it always chewing on?
It'd make a nice horn.
Energy flows through it.
A little bit of protection.
A chip off the old block.
I like the noise they make when you burn them.
It's got a face.
Ah. A chance to grow something horrible.
Just days away from dreadful.
Ah, I do enjoy the finer things.
Finally, something to suit my refined palate.
Well. That was fun while it lasted.
It's a piece of wood. What more is there to say?
Hmph, they let just anyone be a lord these days.
I'd better leave that be.
I'd better leave that be.
I'd better leave that be.
I'd better leave that be.
I'd better leave that be.
I'd better leave that be.
I'd better leave that be.