Can-Kon Alps captains the ship to the North, the speedy little steam vessel chugging along at an impressive clip, the bow slicing through the ocean like a letter-knife.
Ramona boards the ship, and spends the time practicing with The Power of Love, and messing around on her phone. She also calls Scott to make sure he's safe.
Ramona's phone is able to reach Toronto from this spot and she is able to have a pleasant, dorky, cute conversation with the Pilgrim.
"<That's fine! I just need to tell at least one of my friends the basic gist, but if you can tell the rest of the Elements of Harmony in a way that'll keep order, that's perfect!>"
"Um, I heard that through the...thing in my head. Might be connected. Anyway, did he say that our universe has a Miasma in it?"
At this, Twilight's eyes widen. "<Woodsworth? Did you just say that my universe has a miasma in it?"
"Yes, that Draconequus being you know. We've traced small amounts of Miasmatic content in his being, and have a theory that he is not of your universe, but instead was a premature Anomaly that was driven out on another plane and took refuge in your world. Because the Anomaly never was able to develop, he's maintained a fairly harmless level since then, though if something causes him to advance into a more advanced Anomaly then we will have to respond accordingly."
Vi fucks off to the coast of the island and begins to Draw. The easiest way to keep something out of a location is to remove the motivation to enter it in the first place. Vi will be spending her time imbuing the coast of the Island with Apathy, Negligence, Boredom, Fear, Terror, and Uncertainty. She can always reclaim the energy later if the Circle proves unneeded.
Vi sits upon the sheer cliff face that drops into the waters that crash against the levies of Deniya. The fox begins to conjure up a field of emotions that would dissuade any invaders from coming onshore. [Apathy: 5+1] [Negligence: 3+1] [Boredom: 2+1] [Fear: 5+1] [Terror: 10+1] [Uncertainty: 2+1] [Spell Control: 6] Invisible to anyone else, Vi watches as an ethereal, colorless boundary blankets the coastline of the island, more or less, with a few decently sized holes and weak points in the fabric of the spell. The field would make anyone who passed through a little more lazy and fearful, but slightly excited and confident in what lay ahead. This would all be accompanied by a deep sense of dread that the island contained something awful and hideous, potentially dangerous. As it stands, the field will exist for at least several hours from now before it vanishes.
Alright, if it's going to be a while before the underground city is made ready, then it'd be reasonable to learn more about the city, right? Look around the place, figure out what those industrial machines are making, how tough those building materials are, see if I can find out about any other hidden defences I don't know about, oh, and see if there's any info on the biology of the Deniyans or other two races, that'd be helpful.
Basically make an effort to learn about the city.
Mall heads down to the industrial sector of the city and speaks with some Deniyans on duty about the machines. The Deniyans, dressed in heavy orange gear, explain that the machines work on geothermal energy gathered beneath the island from active vents deep in the planets crust. This is what supplies the island with most of its power.
The buildings appear to be made out of a reinforced rock-like surface and hardened several times over. It's sturdy enough to take the impact of low grade firearms or basic projectiles, but up against artillery its not going to hold much better than brick and mortar.
Beyond the crude coastline defenses, the island appears to lack any solid way of stopping invaders. To get into most of the buildings it would require someone with vertical mobility, but that's more of an obstacle than any form of defense or even deterrence.
Mall is given a simple pamphlet on Deniyan biology, who outside of their anthropomorphic features, most closely resemble the common land snail; the Deniyans enjoy leafy greens to eat, can retreat inside their shells for defense, and are all dual-sexed and have no absolutely no concept of gender. Their knowledge on Xenio or Kuch peoples are inferior to even what Woodsworth had known.
-Several Hours Later-The sun has fled from the heavens, slipping behind the horizon as it casts one last hurrah over its speckled planet, casting a hazy red glow throughout the atmosphere.
Gradually, the continent that Xenio lies upon comes into view, a golden-brown shoreline that elevates into a line of tall marram grass. In the grass there are patches of clearing dominated by wooden obelisks, some detailed enough that you can make out depictions of flora and fauna on their surface. A family of turtles trudge their way through the beach while a flock of seagulls circle above, bellowing their distinctive cries. The ship anchors right next to the beach, giving everyone on board enough room to jump down on dry land. Can-Con asks the Cazadores, "Anything else before I turn back?"
Wle-Fle returns in the evening to the Cazadores. "Is everyone ready for the tour? Follow me!" Everyone accompanying Wle-Fle follows him to one of the hidden entrances into the Deniyan underground, and the floor beneath them rumbles and then begins to descend into the earth. The trip is quiet besides the groaning of the platform's mechanisms and some light is provided by lamps posted up against the sides of the wall, each one illuminating a new layer of rock. Finally they reach the bottom of the shaft, and with that the sight of the sprawling underground comes into view; it appears that the surface was just the tip of the iceberg of Deniya. Here the streets are crowded and bustling like a proper metropolis and buildings shoot far up to the top of the place, underground skyscrapers proving to not be an oxymoron. The geothermal machines are more visible down here, as the section of them that descends into the ground is more prominent, cylindrical tubes that chug and churn. What look to be hospitals, warehouses, groceries and schools are scattered throughout this area, places that were either absent or in much smaller scale on the surface. Notably many more immature and elderly Deniyans reside underground as well. There are also many large blue crabs on this level, moving in clusters, directed by Deniyans with long sticks, prodding any crab that moves away from the cluster. "This is our true home, under the surface! What do you think?" Wle-Fle sounds proud of this area in particular.
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