Arriving at the future site of the City of the Gods, one steps out upon a great flat plain of marble. It extends in every direction like a gray sheet of glass. It is not a natural realm born of chaos and emotion, but a realm that had been called into existence with Essence by the will of the god Castago. It had been built with the express purpose of serving as the future divine city. For now it is a very far cry from this ultimate goal. Devoid of any features, it is a literal blank slate waiting to be written upon.

Traits of the City Divine
-None (Yet)

Given the lack of anything, it made the encampment of mortals the only thing to catch ones eye. Large cloth tents offered the only form of shelter against the glow of the yellow sun overhead. Busying themselves amidst these dozens of temporary shelters were two distinct types of mortals. There were stoic figures made up of stone, their steps rasped upon the marble underfoot. Each of them gray, some wore painted blue or red shoulder coverings which seemed to denote them. On their arms were carved numbers. The other group of mortals were quite different. Wearing sweeping robes and walking almost as if they were dancing, these flowing mortals had soft flesh, flowing hair and ready smiles they offered to everyone they came across. These were clearly the mortals of Castago and Nytal.

The two gods were already here and walking amongst the chaos. They were directing the flurry of activity. Castago, clearly the brains behind this grand plan, explained in his terse manner. "We're going to carve out the city. We'll start with the tips of the towers and work down." What he proposed with a monolithic undertaking. An entire city carved out from a single great block of marble. It was a thousand times more work than simply building atop something. Every room, every hall, every antechamber, would have to be carved out, the marble hauled away. It was a task that a thousand generation of mortals could commit themselves to for a thousand years and still have more work to be done.

If this mad vision could be fulfilled this would truly be a city worthy of gods.

The Prince surveyed the landscape - it really was a literal blank slate. Well a marble one, anyway. For something so flat and expansive, he wondered where the heck the animating energies and intelligence of the occasionally feisty stone was coming from. Perhaps the gods didn't understand essence as much as they thought they did.

It also seemed Spiritualism and animism as a third branch of Kamihana was looking to be more and more possible, if the Labyrinth of elements as any indication. But that would have to wait for a future age. He still was working on Foxfire and other issues now presently. But that didn't mean he couldn't take this time to learn about the dimension of the city, and see what he had to work with. He had many interesting ideas to some to bear.

"Interesting. The vision you both have is a mad one, but if any beings could defy madness and make sanity from it...it would be gods." the Prince said with a grin.

"You chose an interesting scheme when you used the essence to make this realm. you must have wished for a literal blank slate to work with or something. But I can work with this, but it won't be easy. Work and effort will have to be committed, but with my patronage I believe this project can succeed." the god continued, his words less arrogant despite their wording and more simply an honest matter-of-fact.

"I will need various things from you guys over time but I can work with this blank slate. I believe this issue the most most pressing one, even more than the elemental activity and the general lack of...well, everything here besides air and marble. But again, I can work with this." he said as he considered.

He turned to Castago.

"You're obviously an Earthy or stoney themed god. If I may ask...what is your actual domain? And do you have the ability to transmute stone into other types of stone? Can you make earth and soil as well, or no?"