Lockepicke considers this a moment before pulling out her notebook. This is going to take some doing. After a few minutes she announces her answer, and the mimic looks a bit depressed.
“Ah man… Fine… Here ya go.” It says.
He then spits out a gold colored trophy before going inert again. Lockepicke sneers at it and goes to pick it up. It’s heavy. Very, very heavy.
“Wait, is this thing solid gold?!” Lockepicke says in awe to the chest.
It doesn’t respond, and the mare happily rolls the trophy into her saddlebag before continuing on.
She comes to a door with a strange contraption on it. Next to the door is what appears to be a bowl suspended by some ropes that lead into the door. Next to that is a table with a scale and eight labeled metal weights.
Above these is a familiar looking Placard, and Lockepicke calls out to it.
“Oh! Sorry I haven’t been around.” Face on the Wall says, “That old guy is pretty smart! He is getting through the puzzles pretty quick.”
“Whatever, just tell me what this puzzle is.” Lockepicke says hurriedly.