Answer:
To unravel me you need a simple key, no key that was made by locksmith's hand. But a key that only I will understand.
I can be cracked, I can be made. I can be told, I can be played.
As beautiful as the setting sun, as delicate as the morning dew. An angel's dusting from the stars. That can turn the Earth into a frosted moon.
My first is in wield, sever bones and marrow. My second is in blade, forged in cold steel. My third is an arbalest, and also in arrows. My fourth is in power, plunged through a shield. My fifth is in honor, and also in vows. My last will put an end to it all.
Long and slinky like a trout, never sings till it's guts come out.
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.