Grobble sits crosslegged by the fire in town chanting softly. His familiar "while cloak of surrender" wrapped around his head like a turban just in case someone doesn't notice it while in his meditative state ... and also to keep his ears warm. Before him was a folded cloth square.
He places a feathered charm necklace over his turbaned head and around his neck. He felt the truth flowing through him (+1 WIS), but the answer to the Riddle of Steel still eluded him. Carefully, he unfolded the cloth square to reveal a glowing ring. Gently, he picked up the precious object and placed it onto his calloused, wart covered finger. (+1 WIS).
At first, nothing seemed to happen, but moments before disappointment set in, Grobbles third eye opened, and his consciousness became aware of the vastness of the celestial realm.
Even in his state of heightened spiritual awareness, the omnipresent super galactic oneness still seemed distant, as if he were only dipping the tip of his toe into an infinite ocean.
"Mieeee Teee Taaaam PUS! I Seeeeeek theee answerrrrrr tooooo theeeee riddle oooooh steeeeeeeeeeeeeee ...... EEL!"
As if touching the hem of his god's garment, Grobble felt divine knowledge flow into him. An epiphany blossomed in his mind, opening up like a lotus flower. The answer was not in him, but locked within the weapon he would wield. The way to unlock the riddle began to weave itself into the tapestry of Grobble's soul. (ability to cast lvl 3 ranger spells, including BLADE THIRST! So excited.)
After the ritual, gobble carefully removed the ring - instantly forgetting the epiphany he had just received.
"Wraaag? ... DOH!"