Riddles

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

No, but is a special type of person, and this drink does boil - metaphorically - in certain instances.

[Raven]

Gar!
A vampire. Blood is the drink. Your hints were very good.
Here's another for you:


My life can be measured in hours,
I serve by being devoured.
Thin, I am quick
Fat, I am slow
Wind is my foe.

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

I'm stumped. I want to say "a fly," but it doesn't match up. I have a feeling that it's not a living thing like an animal. It's probably some type of object or concept.

[Raven]

You're correct. It is an inanimate object. If only you could shed light on the subject . . .

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

A sundial?

[Raven]

A sundial works by light, but would get no help from the light of this.

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

A candle?

[Raven]

A candle, indeed.

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

Okay then.

I make you weak at the worst of all times. I keep you safe, I keep you fine. I make your hands sweat, and your heart grow cold, I visit the weak, but seldom the bold. What am I?

[Raven]

Fear or cowardice?

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

Fear.

[Raven]

Reaching stiffly for the sky,
I bare my fingers when it's cold
In warmth I wear an emerald glove
And in between I dress in gold.

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

A tree.

Who makes it, has no need of it.
Who buys it, has no use for it.
Who uses it can neither see nor feel it.
What is it?

[Raven]

Tom solved this one for me. A coffin.

I'll post a follow up riddle tomorrow I hope.

[Coír Draoi Ceítien]

As in Tom ******* [Edited for last name: he who was known as Sgread]? Does he have any social media contacts? If he has the time, it would be great if he could pop in occasionally.