[quote=Arcalyte][quote=Sigred][quote=Arcalyte]
Riddle 1. Two fathers and two sons go out hunting. They each get a kill and return home with a total catch of three animals. How can this be?
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Quite simple, really. Although, ambiguity of wording allows for a few logical variations. The answer that adheres the most stringently to your wording would be as follows:
Three hunters each kill a single animal.
The fourth hunter kills one of the other three hunters (I t’oughts they was an L.B., honest guv!).
The three remaining hunters return with the three animal corpses. [4 kills; 3 animals]
A bit morbid, but precious little isn’t in this city, no? ;) edited by Sigred on 3/12/2015 edited by Sigred on 3/12/2015[/quote]
Im sorry, i should have worded the riddle more clearly. Given what i did say your answer would be correct, but what i should have said is they each kill one of whatever animal they hunted, no person was killed. edited by Arcalyte on 3/12/2015[/quote]
In that situation, it could also be derived that one person was hunting "nothing" (spotter, servant, game warden, etc), or even that they were out to "kill time"! Logic is everything (philosopher & engineer irl :P), but I actually prefer riddles that allow some room for interpretation. As long as a solution can be logically derived from the premises, I find it interesting to see what others are able to come up with. edited by Sigred on 3/12/2015
I have but recently come to the Neath, on seeking forbidden knowledge. Though it claws at the inside of my head, I will not be deterred. We must always strive for truth. There is not path I will spurn if it leads forward, if it leads deeper.
I have seen this scrawled on a boulder by the zee-shore, half overgrown with black coral:
In time I am the beginning and space I am the anchor. Often I am many Yet sometimes I am one. I live in earth, in bone, in thought. edited by jotwebe on 3/14/2015
I am Trifa, recently descended to the Neath, a hedonistic Bohemian Journalist with close ties to the Widow and only a minor addiction to Prisoner’s Honey. I am most specifically looking for A Legendary Charisma, but would appreciate help in any stat.
Base stats are Watchful 54, Shadowy 56, Dangerous 55, Persuasive 67.
Thanks to anyone that can help out! edited by Trifa on 3/13/2015 edited by Trifa on 3/14/2015
A retired Zee-Captain who likes to borrow things and hang around honey-dens. I am completely clueless about this Patron/Protégé thing, but I know I want one! Anyone will do.
[quote=jotwebe] In time I am the beginning and space I am the anchor. Often I am many Yet sometimes I am one. I live in earth, in bone, in thought.[/quote]
I want to say it’s the sun (dawn of time, revolving around sun, etc.), but I’m not 100% positive.
Edit: I found a fine patron and will return here one day when I seek a protégé of my own…
A riddle:
I’ll strike you so hard you will fall to the ground; you won’t see my approach, though it makes quite a sound. In a desolate spot I can mount an attack, and no matter how skilled you cannot hit me back. Who am I? edited by Torne Wolfe on 5/30/2015
Noaw, Oi’ve been ‘avin’ a fink, Oi ‘as, an’ yew knows wot Oi come up wit? Oi recks, a roight shadowy cove wit a dab ‘and at thievin’ and a proppah good cosh arm moight jest be hangnin’ ‘round these ‘ere parts lookin’ for some one t’ teach all manner o’ stealy tricks too.
One o’ them what calls theyselves Invizeebull Emmynaces. Oi recks as an Invizeebull Emmynace moight foind me a roit proppah apprentice, sees? On acountta Oi’m ded sneaky. An’ if in they dos, they could drop off a note under th’ 'ol docks, make it out ta http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Aculous~Crowe
Oi recks, a cove loik that’d foind me Roight. Proppah. Grateful.
Cor blimy, near fergot me bloody numbahs! Ois at fourty two sneakiness. Fourty two! Tha’s the answer to life an all, innit? As many as twennywun twos, an thas wunnerful!
Also:
OIL BUY A PINT AT TH’ RUSTY TRAMP FER ANY EMYNACE WOT ELPS ME OUT ERE!
edited by OctaviaCrowe on 3/14/2015 edited by OctaviaCrowe on 3/14/2015 edited by OctaviaCrowe on 3/16/2015 edited by OctaviaCrowe on 3/16/2015
I had a Patron. A good, honourable man to which I owe my thanks. He helped me for my very first few days here. The trouble is, he was too good for me. He was looking for lawfulness, generosity, selfless altruism.
Not satisfied with my promises, he left me in search of someone who would prove, to him, these qualities. To show that he cared for law, that he cared for humanity, that he cared not for profit. Turns out, he was right not to trust my ingenuity.
I am looking to dedicate my evenings to the company and instruction of a Patron; his specialization does not matter. I am looking for a woman, or man, or somewhere in between, who will promise to dedicate himself to the teaching as I dedicate myself to learning. I will not boast: I need all the help I can get. Not so much with gifts, but with knowledge.
Do you remember when and how you started? Do you wish you had someone to tell you that which you have learned by yourself later, at a cost?
Do you wish to be all this, for me?
What I can promise is: I will be loyal to you.
Not to your values; not to your friendships; not to your interests.
To you.
Please present yourself in the evenings at the great tree in the marshes. A small shack lay there. Knock only once. I’d be honored to offer you white tea. Hopefully that will distract you from the smell.
[name not disclosed. A small drawing ends the message: a tiny shape of a fork.]
65 - 53 - 53 - 75 http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/micio
[color=#990000] Edit: We ask that forum posters don’t use colours - this is restricted to members of Failbetter Games, so they can be easily seen. [/color] edited by babelfishwars on 3/16/2015
[quote=bitterhorn][quote=Arcalyte][quote=Sigred][quote=Arcalyte]
Riddle 1. Two fathers and two sons go out hunting. They each get a kill and return home with a total catch of three animals. How can this be?
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Quite simple, really. Although, ambiguity of wording allows for a few logical variations. The answer that adheres the most stringently to your wording would be as follows:
Three hunters each kill a single animal.
The fourth hunter kills one of the other three hunters (I t’oughts they was an L.B., honest guv!).
The three remaining hunters return with the three animal corpses. [4 kills; 3 animals]
A bit morbid, but precious little isn’t in this city, no? ;) edited by Sigred on 3/12/2015 edited by Sigred on 3/12/2015[/quote]
Im sorry, i should have worded the riddle more clearly. Given what i did say your answer would be correct, but what i should have said is they each kill one of whatever animal they hunted, no person was killed. edited by Arcalyte on 3/12/2015[/quote]
In that case, it’s a grandfather, his son, and his grandson, yes? Two of this set are sons of another party in the group, while two are fathers thereof (w/the middle-generation fellow falling into both categories).[/quote]
A new player seeking counsel from those with far more experience. Intriguing individual seeking patron for any skill. My name is Cat.
You throw away the outside and cook the inside. You then eat the outside and throw away the inside. What have you eaten?
I’m a fine young gentleman who has recently recovered from his love affair for opium & discovered a newfound love affair for solving mysteries although I was much better at smoking opium than I am at solving mysteries.
They call me Sloppy Mo which is mean of them.
I’m not particular about which of my woeful inadequacies anyone wishes to assist me with.
Watchful: 21
Shadowy: 16
Dangerous: 13
Persuasive: 24
I am a heartless and ruthless individual who cuts purses and mixes with both high society and low society.
I need help with all of them so I don’t mind whether you want to mentor me in watchful, shadowy, dangerous or persuasive.
Thanks :)
[li]Take one out and scratch my head,
I am now black but once was red edited by LastEmbers on 3/23/2015
Salutations Ladies, Gentlemen, and those who cannot be bothered with such foolish labels. I am Dr. Hemsworth, and where the surface denied me my medical license (or any license at all) the Neath has allowed me to shine.
I am a pickpocket, amateur spirifer, and entrepreneur. What do I sell, you ask? Why, Vake Oil of course! The revolutionary cure-all that could transform a tomb-colonist into a model Fallen Londoner, a Rubbery Man into a relatively better looking Rubbery Man, a Drownie into a strapping Zailor! Why, the possibilities are endless! And at only 100 echoes a phial, I’m practically giving this mythical liquid away!
Ahem.
Business aside, dear friends, I am looking for patron to hone my…skills. My unaugmented stats are as follows:
Watchful 52
Shadowy 73
Dangerous 11
Persuasive 43
While it is quite clear that my physique requires the most, er, work, I am currently uninterested in the common rabble of battle. I am most interested in A Legendary Charisma, but would be highly appreciative of any teacher I could ro-… learn from.
The rich need me.
The poor have me.
The masters fear me.
If you eat only me, you shall surely die.
What am I? edited by Dr Hemsworth on 3/26/2015
Well now, it seems I have a patron. Though I do believe she will attempt to reform my spirifer ways… edited by Dr Hemsworth on 3/27/2015 edited by Dr Hemsworth on 3/28/2015