Riddle Me This

Map64 Icon.png Lv. 40   Riddle Me This    15m
FATE
Zone: Coerthas Central Highlands - Whitebrim  (9-19)
Starting NPC:
Giants demanding answers to their riddles three are preventing a party of naturalists from returning to Snowcloak. The problem is that even though the naturalists─learned men and women by trade─(somewhat) correctly answered all three riddles, the giants still refuse to let them pass. The only remaining solution is clear─answer the riddles with steel.
Enemies:
Experience Gil Seals
Expicon.png11,270 Gil Icon.png80 Flame Seal Icon.png230
World: Hydaelyn
Landmass: Aldenard
Region: Coerthas
Zone: Coerthas Central Highlands
Area: Whitebrim
Coordinates: 9-19
Level: 40
Type: Slay Enemies
Dialogue
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House Fortemps Guard:

An adventurer! And one with her wits about her, it would seem. We are with the expeditionary party up at Snowcloak and could use a hand, for we find ourselves in a predicament that my charges' years of training in the Ishgardian Academy did not quite prepare them for.

Giants. Large ones. The naturalists and I tried to reason with them as we would any other man, and at first we thought we had made some progress--the creatures agreed to let us pass if we answered their riddles. The questions were insanely simple, as one would expect from uneducated brutes, but their giant logic made the riddles impossible to answer correctly.
What is giant and stomps on tiny man's head? A giant, right? No. A giant's foot. A giant's foot! Have you ever heard anything so absurd? So yes. Here we are, stuck between a rock and a party of rock-brained lummoxes. I would be in your debt if you were to teach those cretins a lesson.

I will make it worth your while.