# Kelemvor's Riddles *A wound of the beast that enslaved your kin,* *You tasted its blood, to steal power within.* *Deceiving the green, you took what was cursed,* *Now bound to the dragon, mistrusted and worse.* *A fragment of time, so small, yet profound,* *It pulled you from home, where your son can't be found.* *The future you stand, but the past you still crave,* *Now hidden away, in the shadows you brave.* *A ring once worn, now stained with regret,* *A brother’s life lost, in your hands, unmet.* *Fleeing your kin, the weight of your sin,* *To Kelemvor’s arms, for penance within.* *In shifting shapes, you never belong,* *A forest’s child, but the world’s all wrong.* *The gods won’t hear the cries you cast,* *Fame and praise are your breath at last.*