Rhianwen ferch Bran ap Gruffydd

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Rhianwen ferch Bran ap Gruffydd


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      • Martyred in the Shire of Standing Stones on 12 April AS 45
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Martydom of St. Rhianwen ferch Bran ap Gruffydd -

http://calendar.calontir.org/events/martydom-of-rhianwen.php

Lord won't you buy me a belaying pin When OAFs are assembled let chaos begin I'll beat up that a--hole who's stolen my gin. Lord, won't you buy me a belaying pin. - Andrixos?

Miracles:

  • Tears of Holy Gin flowing from Rhianwen's eyes, supplying the multitudes.

Riddle One from the Martyrdom

I am taller than any man but my arms touch the earth My kin hosted the bee-wolf and I ward bee-sisters Many hands have dressed me drawn by love to adorn me I have seen kings give gold and queens give cups Coins uncounted have I held yet I can claim no wealth Long roads have I traveled lit only moonlight I have seen blood and pain and bliss and love I am crossed by few for I am warded by falcons I am the soul of a kingdom so say what I am called -Rhodri ?

Riddle Two from the Martyrdom

A grinning mind-house . gave birth to me Pain was the coin that paid that price Blows shrewdly given shared amongst all I have been the wolf wild in the woodland I have been the acorn striking from the oak I have been the falcon flying above the folk I have towered above all a rock many times triumphant I have wielded swords scythe-like sweeping I have reached the sky climbing with verdant skill I have lost my name but none fail to know me I have held tridents with trampling cavalry I have been the trillium tracking doomed prey These things and more throughout my time I have become. How, then, am I called? -Rhodri ?

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Answer to Riddle One: The Royal Pavilion. Riddle Two: OAFs.