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There are mad crashing sounds as Yuletide returns to the kitchen. Shaoli ignores it.

"At this point I think I'd be happy to have any kind of clue, giveaway or not." She shrugs. "We might kick ourselves afterwards, but we're really pretty much stumped now."
Delfinus
*Delfinus approaches the platform slowly, shyly, taking a glass of water off Yuletide's tray as she passes him. She sips, and begins to speak.
I've never been very good at riddles, whether solving them, or giving them. I hope this one isn't too difficult.


Through dense fog,
I see it now
Lending help
to steer my prow.
But this one is
in broad daylight,
encased it rests,
a pleasing sight.


What am I looking at?


*Waits nervously


A signal lantern?
The problem is.. I thought you were very close upon it.. but.. *sigh*
This riddle is one akin to the one about the man with one eye, with a tree with two plumbs, in sense. Its sort of a situation type thing. I don't know.
Let's see.. let's see.. a clue....

The ships I guide
Bob without will
Yet here in this
They just sit still.


We'll see if that helps.

*Looking for Yuletide with his tray, Delfinus decides she needs something stronger than her water*
The sea... or ocean... whatever you want to call it.

If that's the answer, then undo this knot, will you?

*points to a knot of rope holding a large sandbag over Geren's head.*
*sigh*
No.. that's not correct, Im sorry
With every answer that is not right, I find myself more and more dissappointed with myself for making an awful riddle. After this, I think I shall stick to answering, and leave the writing to those who have talent.
*Takes a seat and hangs her head.*
A compass?

*points to the knot.*

If that is it, undo the knot... with gusto!
Again.. not it. Perchance I should reread my own riddles to make sure its befitting the answer.. *sigh*
Through dense fog,
I see it now
Lending help
to steer my prow.
But this one is
in broad daylight,
encased it rests,
a pleasing sight.


What am I looking at?

Im generally for night
But here you see me in day
I often lend my bright light
But in this state I can send none your way


The ships I guide
Bob without will
Yet here in this
They keep still.


I do believe it fits. I think the problem is, I made you believe you were looking for a one-word answer. That is not the case. The question poses that you need to tell me what I am looking at. So.. describe to me what it is I am seeing. I will try to ready a new clue over night (I must head to bed now) and if not, by tomorrow, I do believe I will give the answer and relinquish my spot at the podium.
Until then.. goodnight for now.
I know this is a stupid answer... but...

Could you be observing a solar or lunar eclipse...

*beats his forehead with the heel of a shoe.*

Perhaps it is not so foolish... a Solar Eclipse might just be it... but I will only discover this come the morrow...

*pulls out two meat tenderizers and smacks his head, falling onto the table, unconscious.*

Luuk at di boidziez!
A buoy? That's a one-word answer, though. 'Tis a tough one. Don't be sorry for making a difficult riddle, Delfinus, that's rather the point is it not? It's all in the pursuit of the answer.
No and no.. *sigh*
well shaoli had mentioned light house but never gave it as the answer. She had asked if a traffic kight was the answer.

I will guess laight house in the day time. Since they are notmakky turned off in the day and are encased. they are made for night. They are a pleasant to look at.

If it isnt that then the only place a ship Bobs without will is in a Harbour so could It be Harbour Lights in the daytime.
"As the son of a son of a sailor I went
Out on the sea for adventure;
And spanning the view of the captain and crew
Like a man just released from indenture.

As a dreamer of dreams and a travellin' man I have
Chaled up many a mile.
Read dozens of books about heros and crooks
And I learned much from both of their style

Son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor.
Son of a gun, load the last ton, one step ahead of the jailer.

Now, way in the near future, SouthEast of Disorder,
You can shake the hand of the Mango Man
As he greets you at the border.

And the Lady she hails from Trinidad,
Island of the spices.
Salt where you need it, and cinnamon sweet,
And the rum is for all your good vices.

Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind
That our forefather's harnessed before us.
Here the bells ring as the tide rigget sings,
It's a son of a gun of a chorus.
The sea's in my veins my tradition remains,
I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer.
As the son of a son, son of a son,
Son of a son of a sailor."

Having checked the lyrics of a few Jimmy Buffett songs... I come up empty-handed.
Deamon is certainly very close upon the answer.. but is not *exactly* correct.. shall I just give the stage over to him, or wait this out?
Does the answer have anything to do with Poseidon, the Cyclops, and Greek mythology.

ooc: I still think this thread belongs elsewhere, just do to the nature of it being riddles, altough i do like them having to be in poetry form.

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