The Lampblack Leaf

Lampblack, $N, is soot rendered fine enough to write with, and it is what most of the Book's own ink was made of before the Binders ever touched a page. This cone is where that ink came from, or one of the places: a first draft of the very substance the Book is written in, cut and sent east once the Binders found a cleaner soot elsewhere and decided this leaf's own smoke ran too black, too bitter, too much like the mountain it came from. The slope has burned the same way ever since, making the ink nobody wants anymore. A wanderer climbed up some seasons back to watch the kilns work, small tidy hand, called themselves the Glossator, and left their own cinder cooling at the crown of the cone, blacker than anything I have ever rendered. I have studied it as long as I have studied my own kilns and I still cannot read past the first half. Go and look at it for me.

Experience

2800

Currency reward

14s 70c

Repeatable

No

Sigil

Root and harvest