Riddle from Vault 1

Where roots dig deep, and blood still seeps

Where nature stays old, I built my hold

Riddle from Vault 2

Riddle from Vault 3

Where masters provoke, my claim hath evoke.

Where heroes laid claim, near lands untamed.

Hidden under an ash, lies the next cache.

Riddle from Vault 4

Where faith has died and put to rest.

Is where I claimed to chase my quest.

Riddle from Vault 5

Riddle from Vault 6

Where praise sings loud, for a newfound god

Where divine’s greatest fault, lies my next vault