Words of the Constant
Nothing but a sheath of igneous rock now.
Implications of a lunar body? Interesting.
Should make for an excellent building material.
Should make for an excellent building material.
A clockwork castle.
It looks like it could break apart at any moment.
A short length of strong hemp rope.
Not exactly a marvel of engineering, but I'm sure it will do.
Winona has been rather tight-lipped about their function.
How unappetizing.
In the wild this might have produced more queens.
Looks like a job for library paste!
A bit gaudy for my tastes, but it seems useful.
An implement for administering devastating blows.
With a little elbow grease this could be put into working order.
A small dimension tightly bound in magic.
The magic's at work.
A device for forceful unfurnishment.
A crude device for equestrianism.
The decorative antennae are a lovely touch.
A beefalo saddle fitted for combat.
A favorite perch of generals and assorted warlords.
It follows that a beast used in battle should be well-armored.
My goodness, that has some zest to it!
This should help prevent food spoilage.
A cube of sodium chloride to lure wild beasts.
The beefalo lick salt to acquire essential nutrients.
It's growing in a curiously geometric formation.
Intriguing... just how were those figures constructed?
Oh my... they seem to form that way naturally.
The salt has already been harvested.
I'm more of a cat person.
It gives one quite a commanding appearance.
Quite a phenomenal talent!
Panthera auropunctata is misbehaving today.
Fascinating. I'll have to study these markings later.
It seems to have sunk into the soil.
Combustion!
It's afflicted with an agrarian disease beyond my curing.
Hm... Seems more brittle than is usual.
It's a small tree.
Odd. I thought that would have killed it.
The heat's gotten to it.
An incredibly thorough analysis. Well done!
Hm. I suppose it was quite flammable.
Pity. He was such a jolly fellow.
Ah, excellent. No more leaving clothes on branches to get wrinkled.
You don't inspire a great deal of confidence, dear.
What a hideous sight! A page torn from its book!
Perhaps we might give it a good wash first?