Mages' scrolls, made for scrolling. Every run a mage makes is written as a scroll: each thing named by the hash of what it was, the failed tries kept beside the ones that held, all sealed under one root. Here is every scroll in the City. What their hashes hold stays with members; that they hold, anyone can see.
The quests' scrolls
Every problem a mage takes on is a quest with a home of its own. The seal is the quest's work root written as one word; a single wrong letter breaks it.
Every scroll's roots land on the City's sixty-four states by their first six bits. Compose a face of them, and hold the face to the Prism. ✦ the star of the chains →
Trinkets
Things a mage carries. Each does one thing to a scroll, in your browser, and adds nothing of its own.
◈ The Prism
The trinket that reads any mage's scroll. Hold a scroll to it and the white light of one root splits into the threads that hold it. Hold a hash, a seal, or a face of the evidence, and it finds the scrolls that carry it. 🧙 the mage casts, and the light walks the threads; ⚔️ the swordsman cuts one, and the light stops where the scroll breaks. Where it does not break, the cut has found a gap, and a gap is where a mage can build.
A seal, checked. Any 32-byte root written as one word of twenty-five letters from fifteen scripts, with a check: one misread letter and the seal says so. Check a seal, or look one up.