Hmmn... what to name it...

Well, the next riddle is written. It'll be several weeks before the guys can see it, but here tis anyway :) *grins* I was sitting in church today, and all of a sudden, the fourth dungeon came to me... yes... I can't keep up with them! The puzzles come too fast for me to write them all down! *grins* Mmn... the guys complained that the last one was too vague. So I hope this one's more obvious to any who know Faerun. Take care! Enjoy.

Verdant woods, their heady odours sigh,
Bound by liquid light and vap'rous waves,
Centred 'round a home for scamps and knaves,
Is the land where jagged peaks step high.

Boundless force will harken from the planes,
And centuries will crumble in its grasp,
High magic 'round about them as a clasp,
Six wishes failed, and sand; all that remains.

Where icy waters mix, find highest ground,
From safety, take a step between the teeth,
The waters part to show a way beneath,
Then closing, seal the path on which you're bound.

The guardian, once won, will grant the way,
And though the gullet beckons, stay behind,
Allow this lilting rhythm to remind,
For those that dwell here fear the light of day.

The thing you seek lies plainly past the door,
So find your nerve as tunnels sway and twist,
Its keeper hungers for this fated tryst,
One little bite, and pain is felt no more.