The truth is a slippery thing. The old saw has it that every story has three sides: your side, the other guy’s side, and the truth. Elodoth have passed this rite from one to another for countless generations, as it remains one of the few reliable means of getting a fragment of the truth without relying on the fickle favor of the Elunim. It only shows a glimpse of what happened, a moment frozen in time like a photograph taken of the past — to the point where some irreverent Iron Masters call this rite “Polaroid Postcognition.” Often that glimpse is enough to reveal hidden details.
Performing the Rite
The ritemaster writes his query on a piece of blank paper or bark, in the First Tongue. The question always starts with the crucial words Duzag lal, “show me.” The question is then burned over a fire made with at least one piece of oak, and the ashes mixed into a bowl of dark ink that shows an image that answers the question.
