RIDDLE


A tale I tell of a treasure discovered,
golden and bright, a blessing to Valorn.
With bees it began, a goddess's sending,
singers in the sun, seeking flowers.
Out of that seeking, the sweetness of honey
and flowing gold, fragrant and strong.
Song to the lips and lightness of heart
it brings the adventurer. The valiant warrior,
the prayerful cleric, the cunning rogue
and enchanter of power praise this cup,
raised in honor to all the gods.

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