Platform Calibrations [N/A] Spirit Forest Dev

Back down below, where the heat had began to swelter within the Oasis Cave. Iosefka hauls her equipment down, adjusting the shoulder strap that dug into her skin as massive amounts of ore were continuously brought down below. A lot of this kiln would be the work of spiritual summoning, of efficient design, of things Iosefka was not familiar with.

But for the rest? No no, that was definitely Iosefka's wheel-house. Iosefka pulls out a few slats, small plates of runic working that she had taken out from the platform some years ago. She offers it to the Nagual while she gets down to the ground, examining the open wiring and runework she had been toiling with the past decade.

"So we're going to be drawing energy from three pillars charged with spiritual essence in order to create earthen nature golems that act as conduits for a spiritual summoning." She explains. "The shard in here, once we have the platform set up, is going to be acting as thebattery for the creation of new beings, drawing in natural energy from the Oasis itself, and attracting harmless"

She wiggles her way into the machine, half-disappeared beneath the cover of the platform upon which already designs were traced in. From far away, as if speaking from inside a tin can, Iosefka's voice can be heard calling out--

"So I'm going to need you to rebind those three runic plates I gave you and insert the spirit shards into them. From there, I'm going to put them back into the platform's circuitry so we can have them ready for Ohtli's work. You good with that?"

A hand sticks out to point towards her bag of steel, orichalcum, and mithril.

"Spirit shards should be in the bag, dear. Just hand each of them to me when you're done-- And PLEASE mark them so I can tell which is which. We need the mark of a Snake, the mark of a Crow, and the mark of a Wolf."
(Iosefka Coza)


 Iosefka Coza transmits: "hey, what the fuck????"

 Malentine Invidia transmits: "I told you today the End of the World begins. Have fun tracking down your criminals, but nothing will remain of Queen Laureline's city once the ashes fall."

 Iosefka Coza transmits: "i would rather not have to fix this. but OK."

 Ohtli Tezcacoatl transmits: "It can be fixed."

 Nyphadora transmits: "What- A- Plot- Twist!"
" Well. I did leave a lot of open canvas to make edit, considering the original use of this platform. "

He mumbles, long after following her down, trekking through stretches of underground sweltering sands. What makes it so hot down here, anyway? To foster the growth of the Stinnox that thrive nowhere else, and control the climate unique for Nyeshk development in the earth.

It's a curious place, but an interesting one to work in. He starts mumbling almost immediately, approaching and appraising for what she suggests and has in mind. Though a slight bit skeptical, his cogs are already turning with ways to make her want into reality.

As he always does for her. Tezoxochel is only at half capacity without her.

" I've got in mind the symmetrical circuitry style I can use to correctly deviate the flow. "

He rambles on for a bit with nondescript mumbo-jumbo as he moves to get to work. Marking for the shards as slowly andnumerously they're drawn.

" … We might need to change out the spire shard every few creations, though. If not for the draining of the shard itself into a husk, like these machines are already known to do, then for the intricate internal runeworking I've done burning out over the overstressing of this purpose.

It's something we'll have to wait and see with, honestly. "

He'll talk as he makes preliminary work and preps the spirit shards.
(Tezoxochel Coza)

** You spot Yue Lai nearby! [Click to pursue] **

From below the machinery, Iosefka continues to toil as the heat continues to rise around her. The sand beneath her offered enough cushion for her as she worms and wiggles in her work. Most importantly was the work around where the spire shard would be nestled, which was the subject of her interest at the moment.

"I'm fully expecting we'll need to start investing in new ones. Like, immediately." She replies from the depths of the machine. The sound of metal groaning and sliding against other metal can be heard within. "That'll be an issue we can address later. I don't expect these forms to live long-- Compared to human lives-- But so long as they are human-adjacent, I don't mind."

Iosefka slides the runed plates to the side, freeing up space for a new addition.

"Dear, can you hand me one of the plates? I've freed up some space."
(Iosefka Coza)

** You spot Vee nearby! [Click to pursue] **

Iosefka is currently half underneath the platform.
(Iosefka Coza)


 Iosefka Coza transmits: "heard someone in the caves, yue."
She's to work moreso than he, but he takes his time with delicate preliminary runewriting. Reinforcement where might be needed, creating channels of sort through which raw flairs of mana might overflow and be purposed and redirected. Wind, here and there through which he can later modify through the make of the quality material to draw on the mana-rich air around them.

And generally he just keeps himself busy with readying up this structure in every which way he can think to do that's generally not specific or dire, but supportive to the gist of what it'll become.

Still with so far to go, mind you. When she asks for a plate, it might as well be in her hands by the time she's tone speaking.
(Tezoxochel Coza)

** You spot
 Tezoxochel Coza nearby! [Click to pursue] **

 Yue Lai transmits: "Mess."

 Iosefka Coza transmits: "can you handle that mess."

Iosefka Coza says, "-- Mm."
Iosefka pulls herself out from under the platform.
(Iosefka Coza)


Iosefka Coza says, "... We'll deal with this later, come on."

… With that short interruption out of the way, Iosefka returns to the platform and slips beneath the metal plating, taking one of the plates from her husband and beginning to slot it into one of the mechanisms that would carry the spire shard... If the spire shard were still in there. She sniffs to herself as she works, sliding plates back into place around the first.

"It's almost overwhelming, honestly-" She grunts, as orichalcum wiring is soddered and moved from one plate to another. "Power balancing, circuit control, making sure it can-- Ngh." Energy seems to course from beneath the platform as Iosefka continues installing the spirit-shard infused plate. "-All just so that the mana works in such a specific way- Ngh- That it forms a person in the kiln and infuses them with a spirit. And doesn't, you know."

More light, more adjustments. Another plate is taken and placed alongside the other as Tezoxochel works.

"- Explode, or overwhelm itself, or blah, blah, blah." Iosefka clenches her hand beneath them, before frowning. She wiggles her way out from under the hood before gesturing to the Nagual runewriter. "Actually, I think you'll need to install that last plate, and rewire. I'm not familiar with the runewriting process, and I don't want to fuck anything up."
(Iosefka Coza)

** You spot Amara Shakir nearby! [Click to pursue] **

Amara ...waves...
(Amara Shakir)


Iosefka Coza says, "Busy, Amara, busy."
She offers a quick nod, but she doesn't go just yet. A quick look-over is given to the project at hand. Looked important. If it were anything of a lower caliber, she'd offer help...

...but at this point, she'd simply be a distraction. She shuffles away into the depths of the cave without a sound.
(Amara Shakir)

A short interruption, sure. But they're back to work pretty quickly and, frankly, like there was never any break at all. Such is the ethic of the artificer and her sentry, as is always.

" It's a real work, isn't it? Not something... static, either. It's almost like it's its own living, breathing thing meant to create over living things. I imagine just getting it to work won't be the last time I'll have to come down here and make adjustment. "

Not that he minds maintenance-- everything that Tezoxochel makes rarely requires maintenance, but that is the nature of Runewriting as an art. Most of it is completely permanent, barring guard runes.

He shifts, moves. He's going to have to join her down there, and so room is made as he pulls the last plate carefully with him.

Spark and glide of mana-infused nail get quietly to work, trailing along the intricacies of functionality.

He helped build it.He knows how it goes by and far.
(Tezoxochel Coza)

Once Tezoxochel and Iosefka had finished, the Neries moves almost immediately to pack up her supplies. She moves slowly, somewhat sore from the maintenance in just setting up the runic plates, as ores are dumped into a resource pile next to the thing. She'd need Amara soon, it seemed, for shaping the kiln.

That'd be its own issue. But not one she'd dread. For now, the circuitry was done. What other stages needed to be done?

"... I think we're good for now." A question for another time. Exhaustion was clear in her tone. "Thanks for the help, love. I'll have to loan you out to Ohtli some time soon for our spirit-work... Don't worry, I'll be nearby."

She lets out a low sigh, before moving on.

"Thank you, love."
(Iosefka Coza)