[X] Plan Daedalus
-[X] Continue with the Fortress action --[X] Lead and participate the construction of defensive fortifications and enchantments, primarily on the Courts side --[X] Activate your whole enchantment package: Shintai (while inside the courts), WHWH, BSM, FPoR, MHM and Lord of the Land for large scale construction --[X] Maintain Leadership, Occult, and Craft excellencies as needed --[X] Involve enchanters from the Courts, and Olivia (for mana manipulation) to work on the project --[X] Work with the spirit for whom it is to be a body, like the train is for Porter. --[X] Incorporate places and structures for the magic yet to be cast, including the splendors, into the structures of the defenses ---[X] Start thinking of what those splendors can be ---[X] Use Proxy Servant Protocol to expand the crafting and magic dicepools of the craftsmen involved, and Source Code Compliance Protocol (with essence expenditure) to lower magical DC --[X] Stunt: in your mind, gears whirl, a multidimensional fractal mosaic of interlocking details coming together in a union of magic and technology, of half-remembered flashes of ancient insight and the vision of a future yet to come. Projected into mortally comprehensible dimensions it is a body of a god, a fortress for those manning it, a logistics hub for the products moved in and out, a weapon to be aimed at invaders, a Labyrinth. It would normally take you days to even start explaining your plan to those assembled before you, brilliant as they are, called from all corners of your soul for a chance to work directly under you. But that is not needed, when they are, in effect, also part of the design, as it stretches in one more not just spatial, but temporal direction. Still, bolstered by your leadership, and equipped with the best tools possible, you speak of what you are constructing.
[X] Plan: Mote In God's Eye
-[X] Continue with the Fortress action --[X] Lead and participate the construction of defensive fortifications and enchantments, primarily on the Courts side --[X] Activate your whole enchantment package: Shintai (while inside the courts), WHWH, BSM, FPoR, MHM and Lord of the Land for large scale construction --[X] Maintain Leadership, Occult, and Craft excellencies as needed --[X] Involve enchanters from the Courts, and Olivia (for mana manipulation) to work on the project --[X] Work with the spirit for whom it is to be a body, like the train is for Porter. ---[X] Use Proxy Servant Protocol to expand the crafting and magic dicepools of the craftsmen involved, and Source Code Compliance Protocol (with essence expenditure) to lower magical DC
—[X] Schedule a meeting with Mallko to see how he's doing and discuss splendor options
-[X] [Stunt]: Standing at the edge of the caldera, Molly examined the glowing disk of gold at its center. Reaching out, she flexed a muscle that she couldn't name and reveled in the sense of completion it gave her. Almost involuntarily an image of baby Hope, newly home and deeply fascinated by her own hands, flashed across her mind.
—[X] In the distance the Great Ring briefly flared as she shook that thought, and Usum's laughter, out of her head. In its wake a hush seemed to settle over the world like snow, a focus that could almost be felt.
—[X] The image of what she wanted to create was so strong it almost felt as if it was already real. She could see it like a cross section of the entire volcano, showing a reignited magma chamber and a twisted cordlike conduit stretching up to the caldera, vents trialing off along the way forming a pattern that only seemed random.
—[X] From above the entire volcanic creator is lit by the fire within, revealing a labyrinth of stone, gnarled paths and tunnels forming strange patterns and defensive architecture from a coincidence of nature.
—[X] At the center the portal hangs like a pupil, embedded in an iris of lava and bridged by jagged iron overhangs.
—[X] The entire mountain, from the roots to crown, is an enormous eye filled with teeth. Threaded through it like nerves the maze and lines of magma form a name in the oldest language of an entity that doesn't yet exist, each line in turn a ward against harm for the defenders.
—[X] Pushing as she never had before, Molly felt something shift. Sanctuary didn't so much change as discover that it was already something else. To all evidence save for the records and memories from yesterday the entire volcano had simply happened to form this way.
