Astrum hops up to the town post with a grin plastered across his face. He reaches into his robes and pulls out a a crumpled piece of paper. On it are scrawled these words.
"Tommorow at this time I will present another riddle and the winner will have a chance to reclaim the lost prize! Or if you're Glimmer keep it!"
Astrum stands back and exams his work carefully, adjusts the paper so that is not so straight and then hops off again, whistling a jaunty tune interrupted by his rhythmic thumps.
Astrum walks up, chuckling to himself about a new word he has discovered when he notices Glimmer's thoughtful changes.
Astrum's eyebrows scrunch up and he does a little dance of anger before looking around for the offender.
"Blasted fairy..."
He then lifts a new sheet of paper. After checking his work and making sure it is to his liking, he nails it to the post.
"We are three titans tall, who never will fall; that none living or dead may avoid our hall. No weapon, no sword, no deity nor lord could end our endless... our numberless chord.
Now we are brothers quite similar- but quite different as well, where we began no man can tell. We each have a virtue that sets us apart, from each other in end, from each other in start.
The first is the largest and growing bigger by the year, never changing ever giving, nothing new here. Size is his virtue.
The second is quick, nimbler than a thought! You might think you're quick but you'll find he'll not be caught. Speed is his virtue.
But without a doubt, the greatest of the three, would have to be the third, oh mighty is he. His whims bring about death, his fancies bring life. Men tremble at his presence, the maker of great strife. Though all know his name, none have seen his face. Though many may try, few can predict his mad pace. He is an indifferent brother by no small stretch, as uncaring and wild as a toddler's happy sketch. Despite all of this, it is with him our hopes lie, with him we can die, with him we might fly. Mystery is his virtue."
Astrum considers for a moment, then pulls out a stamp. He slaps it on the bottom of the paper and a red E is left behind. He then sits down nearby waiting for participants.
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Glimmer walks by the town post during the night and sees the message posted from Astrum. She looks around quietly and unpins the notice from the post. Glimmer takes a pen and small piece of parchment from her bag and begins drawing what appears to be stick figures on the parchment. She replaces her pen and a parchment back in her bag. Glimmer then tacks the parchment back to the town post.
OOG-The parchment depicts a stick figure with wings and a spoon around her neck throwing acorns and cookies at another stick figure with foot tall white hair. The message Astrum posted is now gone.