Spicing things up ...

"All right", you grumble. "What's your clue?"

You can almost feel your belly pick up speed as you read the words that come up:

Tea and ginger, peppercorn,
In their place my gold is borne.

You wait for a few inches of girth ... but nothing more shows on the paper. "That's it?", you cry aloud. "I shortened my time limit for that?"

"Ungrateful, that's what ye are", comes the voice of the leprechaun from behind you. As you hoist yourself erect and turn around, he continues. "A clue I offered, and a clue ye got. I'll not be showin' some swag-bellied fool such as ye the way with a leash and chain, will I?" As you lumber toward him, he vanishes.

What now? You look at the paper. "Tea and ginger", you mutter, "and peppercorn. Spices. So where would spices be?"

You snap your fingers, producing a soft and meaty sound from your fleshy palm. "Of course! The gold's hidden in ...

Written by Wanderer

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