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Survivor

I suppose I can't be picky.

Pickled Herring

He's a slippery fellow.

A fiery one.

Filthy.

Rotten to the core.

He's a slippery fellow.

A fiery one.

Filthy.

Rotten to the core.

Blech. Disgusting brute.

Oh, that's just demeaning.

Pig roast!

Er... charming.

Let's see you hide in there now.

I'd go inside too, if I was him.

It is not a sound structure.

I'll huff and I'll puff!

That's a man with his priorities in order!

I dub thee, "Bacon".

He's simple, but he's mine.

What a slobbering fool.

They're starting to organize.

That one's gone feral.

Not useful like this.

It needs some kind of meat.

How quaint.

It was him or me.

That's just nasty.

Great. Now they have fire.

Perfect. I'll try not to spend it all in one place.

Those pigs are getting more and more clever.

A more outdoorsy type might be able to make something of this.

Huh, it seems to belong in the ground.

Evergreen Sapling

That's not exactly a welcome sight.

Moon Quay Pirate Banner

Hooray.

The tool of choice for perfectionists.

A feeble attempt to trick the weak minded.

The heat has made this a suitable meal.

Cooked Leafy Meat

I'm really supposed to put that contraption on my head?

That is a generic plant.

It's growing.

It's ready.

It wasn't hardy enough for the heat.

I think she's enjoying this a bit too much.

The Enchanted Doll A Stage Play

Someone really likes horses.

My Knights Four and I A Stage Play

It's quite dated.

A Task Complete A Confession

It's a unique take, I'll admit.

The Pall A Stage Play

seems untrustworthy...

has been lighting fires.

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