The Apprentice's Scrying Slate
Terminal puzzle
Easy
By
Bookwyrm
A student's scrying slate, still warm, its practice ward half-finished in chalky light.
A palm-sized slab of dark slate in a pewter frame. Pale glyphs drift across its face like frost, and a handful of words surface among them. A chalk note on the back reads: “the ward word is what the forge leaves behind.”
Glyphs rise to meet your fingertips as you touch the slate.