Aright, 2 it is.
You all mount your carts, and, I assume, Rex hitches Freddie up to his, and make a line. Several Omegas in robes and spectacles finalize some ritual and some inspections and step back, and the five carts move forward, toward a crack in the canyon wall - a dim, narrow opening that looks too small for the carts, but somehow has plenty of room when you actually enter. The light dims suddenly, from canyon floor dim, to dark enough for you to have to adjust your eyes before seeing clearly again.As you move forward, the sound of wheels on rock changes to the sound of wheels on smooth rock. Suddenly, the canyon walls fall away and you rol out into a vast amphitheater. The light feels comfortably bright after the darknes behind, but as you adapt, you notice that it is a twilight sort of bright.
Ofcourse, this is a passing thought as you stare at your surroundings. To the left, theamphitheater concourse you have arrived on stretchesas far as the eye can see, curving inward in an incomprehensibly large arc. There are concourses below, and concourses above, each stretching left as far as you can see. Far above, a ceiling arcs dramatically overhead, interlaces crossbeams forming triangular shapes until they disappear from sight behind a vast, curved wall, opposite the concourses. Behind you, the councourses are higher, but there are few of them that way before the walls rise straight up to the curving ceiling. ahead of you, the councoursees are lower, and they descend, tier after tier, until they are lost in the gloom below.
To the right is the light source: some distance away from you, the entire amphitheater is exposed to air. The celing looks as if it has been ripped away, and the concourses end abruptly on chasm. This gap extends for miles, though far off, you can see the other side of the chasm - what looks like the same concourses start up again, though the edges are mangled and torn.
Birds fly in the gap. You hear the noises of life off that way. A faint glimmer of greenery appears there as well, and shadows float serenely across the gap. Elsewhere, you hear nothing, in the grey, dusty gloom.
Your fetishes, and Vladen's Gaes, urge you down and inward, toward the strange, central pillar-like wall opposite your current position. But, from that direction, too, you see shadows crawling, and hear the sound of something rather large shifting.
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