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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 2183103" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p><strong>The wishing doors</strong></p><p></p><p>The party turns right and heads to the first door. </p><p></p><p>Time was when I was weapon and warrior; Now the young hero hoods me with gold,</p><p>and twisted silver. At times men kiss me. At times I speak and summon to battle</p><p>Loyal companions. At times a courser, Bears me o'er marchland. At times a ship</p><p>Bears me o'er the billows, brightly adorned. At times a fair maiden fills me with breath;</p><p>At times hard and headless I lie on the board, Bereft of beauty. At times I hang</p><p>Winsome on wall, richly embellished, Where revelers drink. At times a warrior</p><p>Bears me on a horse, a battle adornment, And I swallow, bright-shining, the breath from his bosom.</p><p>At times with my strains I summon the heroes, Proudly to wine. At times I win back</p><p>Spoil from the spoiler, with sounding voice, Put foemen to flight. Now I ask what I'm called.</p><p></p><p>"Easy." Finrod announces, "A horn," and with that, the door melts away into nothingness and is replaced with a horn from some animal. Hollowed out and with a golden blowtip, it rests on the floor next to an empty wall.</p><p></p><p>"Pick it up, we might need it later." Nameroc suggests to Finrod.</p><p></p><p>The party then backs down the short hallway and makes another right turn.</p><p></p><p>I am valued by men, fetched from afar, Gleaned on the hill-slopes, gathered in groves,</p><p>In dale and on down. All day through the air, Wings bore me aloft, and brought me with cunning</p><p>Safe under roof. Men steeped me in vats. Now I have power to pummel and bind,</p><p>To cast to the earth, old man and young. Soon he shall find who reaches to seize me,</p><p>Pits force against force, that he's flat on the ground, Stripped of his strength if he cease not his folly,</p><p>Loud in his speech, but of power despoiled To manage his mind, his hands or his feet.</p><p>Now ask me my name, who can bind men on earth, And lay fools low in the light of day.</p><p></p><p>"I've got no clue, I don't know what this could mean." Nameroc states.</p><p></p><p>"Maybe you should let the more intelligent people get a look at it. No?" Paquito suggests </p><p></p><p>"Maybe you should stop yapping. If pops there got the first one, these can't be that hard." Nameroc spits</p><p></p><p>Finrod shifts closer to Paquito and in the giant tongue asks Paquito. "I think he's lost it, maybe Nameroc is a little claustrophobic?" </p><p></p><p>"I don't think so, why bother to come down here then? He could've stayed upstairs. No?" Paquito answers</p><p></p><p>Nameroc while not being able to understand what the two were talking about, but hearing his name clearly, turned towards the speculative duo. "I'm doing the best I can, how about we just let the idiot twins make a guess huh?!?" Nameroc shouts pointing at the hill giants.</p><p></p><p>Korg sees the elf point at him and shout, but wasn't paying attention to the words coming out of the elf's mouth. "Korg thirsty, Elfy go get Korg drink." </p><p></p><p>"Gronar remember good mead elfys had at big room back at treeland. Maybe elfy has more honey-mead with him." Gronar inquires</p><p></p><p>"No, you fools! I..." Nameroc's tirade is cut short as the door wisps away leaving a large mug filled with honey-mead on the ground.</p><p></p><p>"Hah! Gronar see you try to hide drink." The hill giant pushes Nameroc away as he reaches for the large tankard. Extra-large for an elf but medium for a giant or a dwarf. </p><p></p><p>"How? But.. ?" Nameroc pleads to Finrod and Paquito for the words to continue, but only gets a shrug in response.</p><p></p><p>"Hey, Korg figure out how doors work. Doors are wishy doors. Elfy say 'horn' and gets horn, Gronar says 'honey-mead' and gets drink. Korg going to ask next door for lunch." The hill giant says with a huge grin.</p><p></p><p>"That's not how it works, I don't know how stinky there got the answer, but I'm getting the next one." Nameroc seethes with paranoia that the rest of the party is losing faith in his abilities.</p><p></p><p>Heading towards the next door, Gronar finishes the tankard and belches his approval of the drink. Nameroc stops in his tracks.</p><p></p><p>"What if we needed the mead! You just drank away our only way out of here! What's wrong with you!?!?" Nameroc vents</p><p></p><p>"If elfy need drink so badly, then maybe elfy should order drink at next wishy door." Gronar states</p><p></p><p>"They're not wishing doors! Aaarggh!" Nameroc screams and bolts to the next riddle.</p><p>My house is not quiet, I am not loud; But for us God fashioned our fate together.</p><p>I am the swifter, at times the stronger, My house more enduring, longer to last.</p><p>A times I rest; my dwelling still runs; Within it I lodge as long as I live.</p><p>Should we two be severed, my death is sure.</p><p></p><p>The party listens silently as Nameroc says the riddle over and over again out loud.</p><p></p><p>"This getting us no where, Korg want lunch. Order food elfy, stop talking." Korg instructs the elf</p><p></p><p>"Mmm... a good rack of lamb sounds good right now. No?" Paquito replies</p><p></p><p>"I thought you were going to say a good side of beef is what you needed." Finrod says chuckling</p><p></p><p>Paquito stares at him for a few minutes before answering. "You're just sick, you know that?" </p><p></p><p>"What wrong with steaks? Gronar likes cows, good eating." The hill giant interjects</p><p></p><p>"I swear now to make it my lifelong mission to turn you vegetarian. No?" Paquito tells Gronar </p><p></p><p>"This taking to long!" Korg shouts "Maybe elfy needs a nurturing smite?" </p><p></p><p>"River." Nameroc states and cowers, expecting a torrent of water that doesn't come. </p><p></p><p>"No food!" Korg berates the elf. "If elfy wanted river food, elfy should have said fish." </p><p></p><p>With that the door disappears and a wooden barrel of fish replaces the door. </p><p></p><p>"Yay! Korg gets more wishys from door." The elated hill giant claps</p><p></p><p>Korg snatches the wooden barrel off the ground, and pours the contents down his gullet. The sounds of slurping water and crunching bones echoes through the area.</p><p></p><p>Nameroc crumples to the floor in defeat, and begins weeping.</p><p></p><p>"Sorry, Korg not know elfy wanted fish." Korg says </p><p></p><p>"Gronar going to next door and wish for big sword!" The giant's eyes light up and he races to the next riddle.</p><p></p><p>"Think he'll be ok?" Finrod asks Paquito referring to Nameroc</p><p></p><p>"I care not." Paquito answers and follows Gronar to the next door.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 2183103, member: 11574"] [b]The wishing doors[/b] The party turns right and heads to the first door. Time was when I was weapon and warrior; Now the young hero hoods me with gold, and twisted silver. At times men kiss me. At times I speak and summon to battle Loyal companions. At times a courser, Bears me o'er marchland. At times a ship Bears me o'er the billows, brightly adorned. At times a fair maiden fills me with breath; At times hard and headless I lie on the board, Bereft of beauty. At times I hang Winsome on wall, richly embellished, Where revelers drink. At times a warrior Bears me on a horse, a battle adornment, And I swallow, bright-shining, the breath from his bosom. At times with my strains I summon the heroes, Proudly to wine. At times I win back Spoil from the spoiler, with sounding voice, Put foemen to flight. Now I ask what I'm called. "Easy." Finrod announces, "A horn," and with that, the door melts away into nothingness and is replaced with a horn from some animal. Hollowed out and with a golden blowtip, it rests on the floor next to an empty wall. "Pick it up, we might need it later." Nameroc suggests to Finrod. The party then backs down the short hallway and makes another right turn. I am valued by men, fetched from afar, Gleaned on the hill-slopes, gathered in groves, In dale and on down. All day through the air, Wings bore me aloft, and brought me with cunning Safe under roof. Men steeped me in vats. Now I have power to pummel and bind, To cast to the earth, old man and young. Soon he shall find who reaches to seize me, Pits force against force, that he's flat on the ground, Stripped of his strength if he cease not his folly, Loud in his speech, but of power despoiled To manage his mind, his hands or his feet. Now ask me my name, who can bind men on earth, And lay fools low in the light of day. "I've got no clue, I don't know what this could mean." Nameroc states. "Maybe you should let the more intelligent people get a look at it. No?" Paquito suggests "Maybe you should stop yapping. If pops there got the first one, these can't be that hard." Nameroc spits Finrod shifts closer to Paquito and in the giant tongue asks Paquito. "I think he's lost it, maybe Nameroc is a little claustrophobic?" "I don't think so, why bother to come down here then? He could've stayed upstairs. No?" Paquito answers Nameroc while not being able to understand what the two were talking about, but hearing his name clearly, turned towards the speculative duo. "I'm doing the best I can, how about we just let the idiot twins make a guess huh?!?" Nameroc shouts pointing at the hill giants. Korg sees the elf point at him and shout, but wasn't paying attention to the words coming out of the elf's mouth. "Korg thirsty, Elfy go get Korg drink." "Gronar remember good mead elfys had at big room back at treeland. Maybe elfy has more honey-mead with him." Gronar inquires "No, you fools! I..." Nameroc's tirade is cut short as the door wisps away leaving a large mug filled with honey-mead on the ground. "Hah! Gronar see you try to hide drink." The hill giant pushes Nameroc away as he reaches for the large tankard. Extra-large for an elf but medium for a giant or a dwarf. "How? But.. ?" Nameroc pleads to Finrod and Paquito for the words to continue, but only gets a shrug in response. "Hey, Korg figure out how doors work. Doors are wishy doors. Elfy say 'horn' and gets horn, Gronar says 'honey-mead' and gets drink. Korg going to ask next door for lunch." The hill giant says with a huge grin. "That's not how it works, I don't know how stinky there got the answer, but I'm getting the next one." Nameroc seethes with paranoia that the rest of the party is losing faith in his abilities. Heading towards the next door, Gronar finishes the tankard and belches his approval of the drink. Nameroc stops in his tracks. "What if we needed the mead! You just drank away our only way out of here! What's wrong with you!?!?" Nameroc vents "If elfy need drink so badly, then maybe elfy should order drink at next wishy door." Gronar states "They're not wishing doors! Aaarggh!" Nameroc screams and bolts to the next riddle. My house is not quiet, I am not loud; But for us God fashioned our fate together. I am the swifter, at times the stronger, My house more enduring, longer to last. A times I rest; my dwelling still runs; Within it I lodge as long as I live. Should we two be severed, my death is sure. The party listens silently as Nameroc says the riddle over and over again out loud. "This getting us no where, Korg want lunch. Order food elfy, stop talking." Korg instructs the elf "Mmm... a good rack of lamb sounds good right now. No?" Paquito replies "I thought you were going to say a good side of beef is what you needed." Finrod says chuckling Paquito stares at him for a few minutes before answering. "You're just sick, you know that?" "What wrong with steaks? Gronar likes cows, good eating." The hill giant interjects "I swear now to make it my lifelong mission to turn you vegetarian. No?" Paquito tells Gronar "This taking to long!" Korg shouts "Maybe elfy needs a nurturing smite?" "River." Nameroc states and cowers, expecting a torrent of water that doesn't come. "No food!" Korg berates the elf. "If elfy wanted river food, elfy should have said fish." With that the door disappears and a wooden barrel of fish replaces the door. "Yay! Korg gets more wishys from door." The elated hill giant claps Korg snatches the wooden barrel off the ground, and pours the contents down his gullet. The sounds of slurping water and crunching bones echoes through the area. Nameroc crumples to the floor in defeat, and begins weeping. "Sorry, Korg not know elfy wanted fish." Korg says "Gronar going to next door and wish for big sword!" The giant's eyes light up and he races to the next riddle. "Think he'll be ok?" Finrod asks Paquito referring to Nameroc "I care not." Paquito answers and follows Gronar to the next door. [/QUOTE]
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