Riddle
# 3
Cleo, who had just started put her hand on the handle to the first door on the left hand wall, is staring at a new riddle in silvery writing on the door.
"As my Bear sleeps,
In the heart of Arvandor,
I stand tall for all time"
"Don't say anything!" blurts Larz, the dwarven priest standing at her side. "At least definitely not any gods names!" he adds, glancing towards his cousin.
"Where the hell is Arvandor?" Blondung mutters.
"As my Bear sleeps,
In the heart of Arvandor,
I stand tall for all time"
"Arvandor is the High Forest sacred to the Seldarine." Vaslin replies with authority. "The Leaflord grows in its very center, his roots reaching out to mingle with the roots of all living plants.
"Oddly enough, one aspect of the great Oak is a Great Bear in hibernation. I'm absolutely certain of the answer to this riddle." She smiles, turning her glance to meet each of her companions in turn. "Shall I answer?"
Listening to the dicussion, Ceely nods "Go for it" to Vas. Ceely stands at the ready with sword in hand....
Nodding to Ceely, and stepping forward without waiting for further endorsement, Vaslin proclamed "Rillifane Rallathil" slowly, and forcefully.
The riddle on the door fades and there is a click, presumably as the door unlocks itself.
"Sounds promising!" says Larz, the dwarven Alaghor barely able to see around the corner, with so many others in the way.
Blondung, having already moved past the door and a lot further down the corridor, stops close to Ceely, turning around in time to hear the riddle's answer. "Well done Vaslin" he says, nodding to her clapping his hands together three times, the scroll tucked under his arm. "I wonder if your high priestess realised how useful your knowledge of the Seldarine would be to us?" He smiles his twisted half-smile and it is difficult to tell if he was being flippant or genuine.
"But let us not let this success make us lose our caution" he continues.
"Had Larz's dispel not worked, I hate to think how we would have
coped with another of those damn choke creepers in the smaller confines
of the corridor..."