Words of the Constant
Couldn't even build a fireproof house.
They're not the handiest.
What a shame.
Reminds me of the first house we built, eh Lucy?
He's got a pretty impressive beard.
Sorry aboot your throne, there.
I'm from a Commonwealth, myself.
It's all gone up in flames, eh?
You look like you've got this under control.
Feels like they're waiting for something.
They seem chipper, eh?
We're not welcome here, Luce.
We're not welcome here, Luce.
What the heck is happening to you guys?
This guy's really the best you got, eh?
That lil' Merm really worked you to death, eh?
Now now, Luce. Be nice.
Looks like where the scaly folks keep their tools.
Looks like where the scaly folks keep their tools.
Better, but why is it all slimy?
Sure beats a paper airplane.
Wish it was filled with maple syrup...
Ah, that's too bad, eh?
So that's where all my good boards went!!
Oh... uh... do I have to touch it?
Down deep in a coal mine.
Light the way, little lantern!
I'm not used to the heat in this place!
Just needs a light.
Is there anything wood can't do?
What is this... some sort of sign?
Good, sturdy wood.
Another poor soul with a curse.
That's a nice chest with horns, eh.
That's a nice horn, eh.
Ice cold.
It's nice and warm. Not exactly something I wanna cuddle up to, though.
Eh... y'know, I'm not feelin' so hungry anymore.
It feels aboot rocks the way I feel aboot trees.
Want some rocks?
Dig, dig, dig.
Just keep your nose out of my business, eh?
Looks cozy enough.
Now featuring night-time chopping!
I bet it's just a pile of rocks inside.
Well then. That's a new one.
What a fine choice of building material.
Eh... maybe living in a tree ain't all it's cracked up to be.
Huh. I wonder what it might be like to live in a tree.
That ain't natural.