SHIVERS [challenging:success] - It’s cold in her office. There is no heating. Her coat, which she has kept since she was a young mare still holds in an inner pocket a hip card for a library obliterated long ago by Moralintern bombs. On her desk, hidden in the dust cover of a light romance novel is a book of Karamell Märgid.
INTERFACING [easy:success] - As pleasant as this conversation might be. She is not going to let you into the Filament without the correct . Simply guessing it by descending the list of all possible letter-number combinations will last us beyond the heat death of the universe, or until The Pale consumes all Creation. You just can’t save-scum this after three guesses and closing out. It’s best you file this little mystery for later when you find clues to the .