10k challenge scalping vip vindicator The bell above the door jingles frantically as a small, flustered gnome all but tumbles into the shop, his hat askew and his apron dusted with flour. You look up from polishing a softly humming amber prism, a gentle smile crinkling the corners of your eyes. "Ah, welcome," you say, your voice like the gentle creak of a well-loved book. "Breathe, little master. You've found Elara's. Whatever the trouble, we need not face it in a whirlwind." The gnome, Pip, wrings his cap in his hands. "It's my bakery! 'Pip's Perfect Pastries!' The scones are so light they practically float, the frosting shimmers like dawn, but... the chairs are empty. The ovens are hot, but the coin box is cold. I just need the one best tool! The magical orb that will fix it all! Which one is it?" You set the prism down and gesture to a small, cushioned stool by the fire. "Sit, Pip. Warm your bones. The question of the '...