Elder-Basilisk
First Post
I please the foolish, damn the innocent,
Enrage the righteous, instruct the ignorant.
Multiplied, I am revealed the faster,
And when unveiled, I brand my master.
if the answer is lies, I still don't see how they instruct the innocent. Deceive, delude, beguile the innocent sure. But instruct?
I am valor’s foe and a tyrant’s friend,
In darkness I grow, and near life’s end.
Who heeds my call may his life prolong,
But you’ll not hear him praised in song.
I figured this for cowardice. Fear works too as does undeath though.
In hero's heart I grow unchecked,
Swell as he's lauded with respect,
But grown too great I sure shall crack
And stain his soul the darkest black.
Hero is better than paladin here and growing unchecked better than being clasped to one's breast. I tend to think of humility as one of the virtues of a paladin and pride as a mortal sin--a failing of a paladin (although perhaps a commonly accepted and portrayed one) rather than a source of strength; consequently the original had me on the wrong track from the start.
I speak good news but bring disaster.
I serve a cause, but not my master.
News of me is unwelcome, unbidden,
But I grow worse, the longer hidden.
I think this is a better version. I guessed treachery for the first but it didn't seem quite right--standing between the servant and the master was too vague and the strong identification of "am" good news that brings disaster seemed to call for something slightly less generic.
All told though, there seem like excellent riddles. I may use them myself someday.