Riddles in the Dark of Exilian

[comrade_general]

No.

[Jubal]

Try this:

I spin and bulge, I bloated tell
Of where the fish or people dwell
No sky above them or soil beneath
No forest there nor barren heath
But land and water clear as day
And dot-like cities far away.

[comrade_general]

The Moon?

[Jubal]

Nope, not too bad a guess but not there.

[Lady Grey]

A globe of the world...?

[Jubal]

Yus!

Your turn 

[Lady Grey]

This seems a bit easy... but oh, well...

Hands she has but does not hold,
teeth she has but does not bite,
feet she has but they are cold,
eyes she has but without sight.

[Jubal]

To get the obvious guesses done - a corpse? Or a statue?

[Lady Grey]

Close... that kind of thing...

[Jubal]

A doll? Or a painting?

[Lady Grey]

It is a doll
Your turn

[Jubal]

A plain of blood, of tree or bone
Around which friend and foe are grown;
A war without chance, a death without pain
Where knights may fall then rise again
As eyes stare down in fading light
On fields of black and forts of white.

[Pentagathus]

Chess board?

[Jubal]

Yeah, it was a fairly obvious one. Your go 

[comrade_general]

The duke, the wanderer, the philosopher, the mariner, the warrior, the strategist, the storyteller, the wizard, the wayfarer...

Is it a Jubal?