I don't know if this is the right subreddit or not but I couldn't decide between the many DnD subreddits that I'm subscribed to, so I'll start here :D
I wrote these riddles because I didn't want my players to have any chance of googling the answer, and they were also tailored for some encounters in my campaign.
Also if you know me and I'm your DM and you're stalking my reddit account STOP READING. :)
(That's you Toaji, Welphina, Lumin, Banjo, Og, Entior, Geoff, Erik and Gark)
Anyway, have a crack at them before revealing the answers.
I bear the weight of sparks, but do not catch alight,
I feel the blows of blades and hammers, but back I do not fight,
Of swords and axes I’m made the same, but I bear no bladed edge,
The arms of steel that I create are forged upon my head.
With no tongue I lick,
With no fingers I flick,
With no wings I go up,
With no lungs I blow up,
With no ideas I spark,
With no bridge I arc,
With no life I breathe,
With no anger I seethe,
With no teeth I eat,
With no muscles I beat,
With no liquid I fill,
With no weapons I kill.
I live in your mind, but I am shown by hand upon heart,
I am brought to war, but killing is not my part,
My brothers are foolishness, bravery and dare,
My antonyms are cowardice, caution and fear,
I am respected in fighters, encouraged in the young,
And under my name many swords have been swung,
I am a quality for all, not warriors alone,
I am a greatness as deep as the bone.
My first is in truth, but not in try,
My second is in love, but not in a lie,
My third is in dignity, but not in deceit,
My fourth, like my second, never found in a cheat,
My fifth is in tribute, but not in trial,
My last is in war and friends, but not the weak and vile.
A crystal ball, the pickpocket’s plight,
In a fleshy prison suspended,
Stronger in day, weaker at night,
Upon this my power depended.
The only thing that truly cuts the air in silence.
The clearest way that our body gives us guidance.
Faster than sword, sound, wind or light,
A tool, a weapon, a gift, the answer is _____
A tall soldier of white,
Stands watch at night,
His smoke alight,
His smile bright,
His life measured by height,
By the stroke of midnight,
The darkness will bite,
And take away his warming light.
The Squanderer’s Blame,
The Petty Thieves’ Gain,
The Gambler’s Bane,
The Poor Man’s Pain,
The Bankers’ Game,
The Noble’s Claim.
Silver, brass, bronze, gold,
Given, bought, stolen, sold,
Symbols of wealth, power, or love,
Forged like a sword, fits like a glove.
Beware the Red Cave where the walls drip with ichor,
Where the floor isn’t made of stone, wood or wicker,
Beware the white gargoyles, stuck fast in the roof,
When the wind blows through, a smell most uncouth,
And beware the tunnel at the back of the cave,
For down at the bottom awaits a watery grave.
You couldn’t call me spineless, though I hide behind cover,
You wouldn’t call me wise, though I am filled with wonder,
You shouldn’t call me worthless, though I’m made not of gold,
You can’t hold a torch to the stories I’ve told.
What am I?
A thousand steps an inch,
A hundred houses a hand,
A week by horse, drawn as a course,
From the eyes of an eagle on the land.
Clash blade and arrow upon my face,
And with my sturdy brow I’ll brace,
The blows of mighty sword, axe and mace.
My brothers in war are weapons of steel,
But never a killing blow I’ll deal,
It’s only the strikes of others I feel.
My duty is a true protection,
So wield me in your foe’s direction,
And let their blades taste my rejection.
Almighty will bender,
Body mender, life ender.
Tremendous hidden power,
Foes cower in their final hour.
Grand dealer of tricks,
Hands quick, eyes transfixed.
Conjurer beyond the true,
Coursing through, empowering you.
I'm more proud of some than I am of others, and some are definitely easier than others. But hey, I've found a lot of great stuff on this subreddit so I thought I'd chip in a little.