I've grown tired of my island home so this Saturday I'll be making it open to the public for a good ol' fashion tear down. Before then I'll have all my valuables moved to a new location making everything left over up for grabs. Whatever you can carry is yours. Break it take it.
Reginald will be slaughtered for a feast. He's been a good and trusty steed that has served me well so, in his honor, I shall consume his flesh.
I feel sad that I never got to know you VIP survival guys the way I wanted too. Who in the world. or what is 'Reginald?".
Reginald was my trusty riding pig. Once I realized that he would be unable to survive the move to my new home I came to the decision that it'd be best to slaughter him for his meat.