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Kind

Survivor

That the earth itself might be penetrated.

It makes the endless toil a bit easier.

Brightshade Smasher

It tastes... good.

Pickled Herring

A storm rages within him.

Furious.

His whole career is grounded in violence.

Petrifying.

A storm rages within him.

Furious.

His whole career is grounded in violence.

Petrifying.

This little piggie looks mean.

They are more useful in death.

He's been burnt down.

Kill the pig! Spill his blood!

Nothing lasts forever.

I hope they're enjoying themselves.

At least they are comfortable.

Always on the outside, looking in.

Live it up while you can, Your Majesty.

He's better off, now.

I still feel alone.

They are so standoffish.

How Orwellian.

A creature of the night!

Ashes to ashes.

It needs a sacrifice of flesh.

A tribute to gluttony.

The hide of a pig that once was.

The place where they wrap pigs in blankets.

It cuts at the darkness.

It pays for a fleeting friendship.

Yet another unnecessary plaything.

A tiny life, ensconced in brittle death.

A tree will grow soon.

Evergreen Sapling

Those monkeys have no imagination. I've seen more macabre children's drawings.

Moon Quay Pirate Banner

Oh... did I... find the treasure?

What a devilish tool!

It has a foul smell.

It's only slightly more appealing.

Cooked Leafy Meat

I don't like to play in the dirt...

An edible plant.

Keep growing. I'll wait.

It is ready for the harvest.

It's had the life sucked out of it.

What a strange little story.

The Enchanted Doll A Stage Play

I do love horses.

My Knights Four and I A Stage Play

It was written with a sorrowful pen.

A Task Complete A Confession

Fun!

The Pall A Stage Play

... they'll betray us.