Mar 29, 2025 5:00 am
The knight doesn't speak immediately. It looks like he, too, needs some time to understand their words:
"You must prove yourselves worthy, as all those who have come before you have failed. You will understand the trials, if you complete them. Or you will die"
For a moment, there is a trace of emotion on his weathered face. Sorrow perhaps, or weariness.
"I am heard without ears, seen without eyes, felt without touch. I am fleeting and eternal, a shadow of a wish, an echo of a thought. What am I?"
The knight stands motionless, waiting for an answer. There is no more explanation, no further guidance. The riddle alone stands as the first test.
"You must prove yourselves worthy, as all those who have come before you have failed. You will understand the trials, if you complete them. Or you will die"
For a moment, there is a trace of emotion on his weathered face. Sorrow perhaps, or weariness.
"I am heard without ears, seen without eyes, felt without touch. I am fleeting and eternal, a shadow of a wish, an echo of a thought. What am I?"
The knight stands motionless, waiting for an answer. There is no more explanation, no further guidance. The riddle alone stands as the first test.
