Due to the Elves integration into their forces Vernon Roche was incredibly angry, though for some reason he didn't leave with Ves. Instead electing to stay here for now instead of immediately going back to their camp near Oxenfurt

The next day Lambert left for the south again with his group, determined to finish the expedition that day. While he was gone Reima was meeting with Risryn, Talem, Quelaag, Quelana, Solaire, Priscilla, Geralt, and Ciri. They were all picked to support their respective factions, even if some are incredibly close, almost fused even. The reason for this was due to important discussions needing to be had.

They were in the war room inside Kaer Morhen and sat around a table, the topic currently being discussed was how there were actually going to construct the settlement, how it would be managed, who would do what and other miscellaneous things.

Geralt "Hmm, I don't understand why this is important, just make the streets large enough for two carts to pa.s.s and be done with it." he says with furrowed brows.

Reima "It's a good start but we need to make the streets large and uniform, it stops us having to demolish buildings if and when those living here get advanced enough.

Ciri "I know what you're getting at Reima but are you sure? It'll probably take hundreds of years before this land develops vehicles like that."

Quelaag "Why don't you enlighten us as to what you are referring to?" she questions Ciri.

Ciri scowls at the woman, "In the last world we travelled to, human's had developed fantastic technologies that allowed them to fly or travel miles in an instant. What Reima intends is to facilitate their use as soon as they're made by giving streets the proper parameters."

Reima "I don't think it will take that long, you don't know this Ciri but I had... Gain in my possession a huge a.s.sortment of books detailing that worlds technology. Supposing that the people living here are smart and industrious I reckon that it won't be long before they catch up to the other world."

Talem "If what you say is true then it might the wis.h.i.+ng choice, yes it would force us to spread housing out which might lead to other problems, but it would certainly encourage trade... That is, if we make ourselves known to the world."

Geralt "I don't think it would be a wise idea to do that any time soon, with Nilfgaard at the Northern Kingdoms throats, the latter will get desperate and look for an advantage anywhere they can reach. While you may dispute it, this land is still technically Kaedwenian."

Reima "Right... What else needed to be discussed?" he asks while rubbing his forehead.

Solaire "There is... A dispute among the Prospects and Pyromancers my friend, I'm afraid it'll progress to blows if we leave or ignore it."

...

Reima "What? I thought those guys were friendly with each other."

Solaire nods, "They are, however when talks about creating a settlement started both groups started to speak about their lost societies. While the minority of them wish to forget their pasts, most want to preserve something from their homes."

Quelaag nods, "Despite never having lived there, the Chaos Servants had admired and wors.h.i.+pped Izalith as it literally was a city of the G.o.ds to them. I and my sister's relations.h.i.+p to it only increased their fervor, they wish to bring it's ancient architecture back and use it while constructing the new settlement.

Talem "It is the same with the Prospects, I find it strange that they would wish to recreate Raslan here, even as they were trapped within it for hundreds of years."

Reima "Don't both of those places basically look the same? Stone, carving, and that's basically it." he shrugs.

Quelana "We're not really sure, none of us have seen the others cities after all."

Reima scratches his face, "Right... Why don't I just show you then?" he says, preparing to create a projection of his memories.

He shows the scene of him and Solaire walking above the sea of lava through the raised platform, hundreds of headless mutated dragons below them. The scene changes as it focuses on the city ahead, large stone towers that were intricately carved with many inscriptions from the Izalithian language. Though the magnificent scene was marred by the desolate, decaying city melting inwards due to the Chaos Bed's influence.

Everyone not from Dark Souls look on in awe at the scene, Ciri included. It looked like something you'd read from a fairy tale.

Talem "Is it entirely underground?" he asks after managing to regain his composure.

Quelaag nods, "Mother built it far away from everything else due to her fear that her experiments would.. Well, lead to this... A city of Demons."

Solaire "It's an apt description, being cooked inside my own armour was possibly the most painful experience to date." he states, causing the others to give him a grim look.

Reima chuckles, "Yeah, it wasn't nice pulling the hot metal away from your melting skin either buddy."

Solaire nods, "Only true comrades would do such a thing my friend!"

Geralt gives Ciri a weary look, asking her with his eyes if she's as mad as everyone else in this room."

Ciri shrugs, never having heard of this story from Reima before.