The Riddle Game
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Mirimaran
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Yep, birthday! Well done!
"Well, what are you waiting for? I am an old man, and have no time for your falter! Come at me, if you will, for I do not sing songs of dastards!"
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OK my turn!
It is greater than Eru and more evil than Morgoth. The poor have it, the rich need it and if you eat it you'll die. What is it?
It is greater than Eru and more evil than Morgoth. The poor have it, the rich need it and if you eat it you'll die. What is it?
I am Ringulf the Dwarven Woodsman, I craft leather, wood, metal, and clay,
I throw axes, seaxes, and pointy sticks, And I fire my bow through the day.
Come be my ally, lift up your mead! We'll search out our foes and the Eagles we'll feed!
I throw axes, seaxes, and pointy sticks, And I fire my bow through the day.
Come be my ally, lift up your mead! We'll search out our foes and the Eagles we'll feed!
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Nothing?
And I saw heaven opened, and behold a white horse; and he that sat upon him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness he doth judge and make war.
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Correct!
I am Ringulf the Dwarven Woodsman, I craft leather, wood, metal, and clay,
I throw axes, seaxes, and pointy sticks, And I fire my bow through the day.
Come be my ally, lift up your mead! We'll search out our foes and the Eagles we'll feed!
I throw axes, seaxes, and pointy sticks, And I fire my bow through the day.
Come be my ally, lift up your mead! We'll search out our foes and the Eagles we'll feed!
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My attire is noiseless when I tread the earth, Rest in its dwellings or ride its waters.
At times my pinions and the lofty air, Lift me high o'er the homes of men,
And the strength of the clouds carries me far High over the folk. My feathers gay
Sound and make music, singing shrill, When no longer I linger by field or flood,
But soar in the air, a wandering spirit
At times my pinions and the lofty air, Lift me high o'er the homes of men,
And the strength of the clouds carries me far High over the folk. My feathers gay
Sound and make music, singing shrill, When no longer I linger by field or flood,
But soar in the air, a wandering spirit
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Cleddyf wrote:My attire is noiseless when I tread the earth, Rest in its dwellings or ride its waters.
At times my pinions and the lofty air, Lift me high o'er the homes of men,
And the strength of the clouds carries me far High over the folk. My feathers gay
Sound and make music, singing shrill, When no longer I linger by field or flood,
But soar in the air, a wandering spirit
I give up. :p
And I saw heaven opened, and behold a white horse; and he that sat upon him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness he doth judge and make war.
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There's references to both water and migration in there, so I'm gonna say some form of waterfowl. Apologies if that isn't specific enough.Cleddyf wrote:My attire is noiseless when I tread the earth, Rest in its dwellings or ride its waters.
At times my pinions and the lofty air, Lift me high o'er the homes of men,
And the strength of the clouds carries me far High over the folk. My feathers gay
Sound and make music, singing shrill, When no longer I linger by field or flood,
But soar in the air, a wandering spirit
Now the sword shall come from under the cloak.
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meh close enough,
its a swan,
its a swan,
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Twins each, we are two, we twain sum to ten,
Some they call North, South are the others,
Skilled and Sinister, some name us thus.
What be we?
Some they call North, South are the others,
Skilled and Sinister, some name us thus.
What be we?
~ No mael i-'wannad lÃn a lim i-'ovaned lÃn! ~
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Your hands!
I am Ringulf the Dwarven Woodsman, I craft leather, wood, metal, and clay,
I throw axes, seaxes, and pointy sticks, And I fire my bow through the day.
Come be my ally, lift up your mead! We'll search out our foes and the Eagles we'll feed!
I throw axes, seaxes, and pointy sticks, And I fire my bow through the day.
Come be my ally, lift up your mead! We'll search out our foes and the Eagles we'll feed!
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This creature is odd, its habits unaccountable. It sings through its sides. Its neck is curved,
skilfully carved, and above its back it has pointed shoulders. It plays its fated part
as, gracefully, it stands by the roadside, high and handsome, useful to men.
skilfully carved, and above its back it has pointed shoulders. It plays its fated part
as, gracefully, it stands by the roadside, high and handsome, useful to men.
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Greg
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I doubt I'm right, but I can't resist. A telephone pole?
Now the sword shall come from under the cloak.
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heh
not quite
not quite
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Peter Remling
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An alarm bell ?