What is the Answer to the Riddle?

Asmor said:
Of course, I'm just being pedantic, because the intended meaning is clear.

That's just it; in these kind of riddles nothing is clear. We need to look at what is confirmed and what is assumed.

A man claimes he can put a bottle in the middle of the room and then walk into it. He does so.

Of course "it" is "the room" and not "the bottle". Granted, this follows what you just said about proper English usage since "room" was given after "bottle" but I think my point still stands.
 

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DM_Matt said:
The "Man" in this case would be God, if you are a Catholic. If you are not, then you think the townspeople are eating crackers.

Nope,

I'm going straight D&D Here. By Man, I mean Humanoid (Human). He is not an Outsider.

Most of the Villagers are also Human.

And the key to remember is this came to me at 3 in the Morning.

The Man is a Human.

His Son is directly of his Loins.

He killed his son.

He Cooked his Son.

He fed his son's roasted flesh to his fellow townsmen.

What he fed them is what they eat on an (almost) daily basis.

Yet, the townsmen did not realize the crime that had been comitted (one, if of which they knew, they would be horrified on multiple levels), instead they praised him for his bountiful genorisity for the Excellent Repast he provided.

Again, from D&D 3.5:

What is this Man?

(I'll post the answer tomorrow evening, unless someone answers correctly before then).

PS. Made a few Grammer edits to the Main Post to accomodate the True Pronoun Rules.
 

Agent Oracle said:
My inner-Igor wanted to make a half-baked guess about it being a minotaur who owns a BBQ joint and has had some "indiscretions" with the cattle, but yeah, I have to go with the "catholics at mass" thing.


Awwwwwwwwwwwweeeeeee.

Getting close.
 



He's a butcher or farmer or the like.

Son was polymorphed into a standard meat animal. Cow, pig, deer, etc.

He's not a cannibal because the son wasn't human at the time.

Shared the meat with the village, who ate it (and wasn't horrified) because it wasn't people-meat at the time.
 

The father is the moon. The son is the sun. Think about it.

the moon is the correct answer (or at least, part of the correct answer) to every riddle.
 

He's a druid.

That's why he lives "outside" of the very pious, very good community.

While wildshaped into the form of, say, a wild boar, he got a bit frisky with one of the she-pigs. She bore him a son, who would have been truly a boar (and of his loins), but most certainly NOT human. So no cannibalism there.

The townspeople probably eat wild pig on a regular basis, so that's no big deal. But if they knew they guy had shapeshifted into a boar and done the nasty with a pig, they'd be put off by the bestiality. Of course, it's a little creepy that he killed his son too, so they'd be weirded out on multiple levels.

I'd say it was a wizard, but I'm pretty sure polymorph wouldn't last long enough to do the nasty with a she-pig. But 5+ hours (1 hour per level - minimum level 5th) is plenty of time.

Boars are in the Monster Manual. They're medium animals.

And this is perfectly consistent with the sort of thing people think of at 3 AM.
 

JohnSnow said:
He's a druid.

That's why he lives "outside" of the very pious, very good community.

While wildshaped into the form of, say, a wild boar, he got a bit frisky with one of the she-pigs. She bore him a son, who would have been truly a boar (and of his loins), but most certainly NOT human. So no cannibalism there.

The townspeople probably eat wild pig on a regular basis, so that's no big deal. But if they knew they guy had shapeshifted into a boar and done the nasty with a pig, they'd be put off by the bestiality. Of course, it's a little creepy that he killed his son too, so they'd be weirded out on multiple levels.

I'd say it was a wizard, but I'm pretty sure polymorph wouldn't last long enough to do the nasty with a she-pig. But 5+ hours (1 hour per level - minimum level 5th) is plenty of time.

Boars are in the Monster Manual. They're medium animals.

And this is perfectly consistent with the sort of thing people think of at 3 AM.


Or perhaps the son was the druid, wild shaped into a deer or some such.
 

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