[OOC: Quill was waiting to see if any of the others wanted to do the last riddle as they were the ones who invited Quill to join them, and did not want to steal all the fun. If not Quill will happily answer the last riddle, well hopefully answer the last riddle later this after as work is kind of being again in the ass right now.]

Then I'll give others a chance. Last call for riddle 3

"What,what,what?" Said Mov as he snapped back to attention from another mental fog. And though he tried to keep the movements subtle, anyone that knew him long enough would catch the slight tilt and twitch of the head suggesting that he was looking about the area and trying to reorient himself. "Ah hah! It seems I dosed off there for a time, BUT still managed to figure that infernal box in my sleep. Hah! I always knew I had it in me." He chuckles. "But yes, uhhhh, feathers. I think I will try my hand at this third trial. Yes... yes..." At that, the kobold wandered his way over to the third table before giving the goblin an expectant look.

Third Riddle Coming right up!

On the table is a row of seven small bottles filled with colored liquids. The set up is accompanied by the following riddle:

Two of us are brewed from blight

And always sat to purple's right.

Three are juice, one burns like flame,

And no two colors taste the same.

Even flasks hold naught but pain,

And shade of sky will leave a stain.

Thought tasty are those at each end,

Neither is the winner's friend.

A puzzle for the keen and wise,

Drink the light to claim your prize.

To solve the riddle, the character must choose a bottle to drink from. The color of the liquids are as follows:

Bottle 1: Purple

Bottle 2: Green

Bottle 3: Sky-blue

Bottle 4: White

Bottle 5: Purple

Bottle 6: Green

Bottle 7: Red

Hi everyone. I need to take a break for the next week because of problems IRL. I'm really sorry about this.

(To TheGreat_Breadman: It's all good. IRL should always come first, after all. In the meantime, no need to not drop this post.)

Mov studies the bottles each in turn and feigned attempts at sniffing at them. "No two colors taste the same... Drink the light to claim your prize... hmm... hmm... Drink the light implies the white, but evens bring naught but pain. But just because pain is bound, does not make it wrong. And it's been awhile since I really fought such a sensation. But-" The kobold glances up and over to Sophie, and then turns back to the bottles and sighs. "That one." He points to the 5th bottle, a purple one, then looks up expectantly to Sophie.

Sophie examines the bottles carefully as well, thinking.

”sat to purple’s right… it can’t be the last two then… and naught but pain implies it is an incorrect answer… yes, it has to be That one. The only two options left were the two purple bottles, but the ones at the end are incorrect. So yeah, has to be that one right there.”

(Ooc:It’s fine dealing with things irl should come first.)

Mov facepalms and shakes his head. "Yes... But that is not...." He trails off from there sighing and shaking his head once more. "It is clear ,however that we have more nonverbal cues to work on. But such matters can be saved for another day." Unless stopped, the kobold proceeds to snatch up the 5th Bottle(Purple), swirls its contents about as if swishing wine about a glass, and then lifts his mask just enough for others to see sickly looking mottled scales covering an otherwise heavily scarred maw before he downs the contents of the bottle...

“Wait what… oh. Oh you wanted me to drink it, didn’t you?”

Quill cocks his head form one to the other as they discuss the correct drink to drink and then closely examine the outcome of Mov's choice,excited to see what happens.

(Hey everyone. Thank you for your patience)

Mov chose the right drink.

(OOC: Oof! Man I goofed hard. Meant to post the day before but alas. Sorry for that!)

Once his mask is firmly back in place, Mov somehow smacks his nonexistant lips and nods approvingly. "My taste buds might be a touch eroded, but, eh, that tasted rather minty. Good choice." He offers the goblin the empty bottle, or sets it back down if they preferred as much. "By the way, was that concoction of the alchemical variety and provide some, eh, additional, uhhh, benefits? Perhaps something that'll last the rest of the day? Or was this whole rigamarole, ehh, just elaborate attempt to have taste testers sample some future wares of yours. If so, I would find myself mildly disappointed, but... I respect the hustle and appreciated the mental exercise." He said with more a smile to his voice towards the end. 

[OOC: Life of course has gotten in the way as it usually does, I have to bow out of this campaign.  Good luck all and happy hunting.]