A neverending field

[Anastasia]

The door is enchanted exactly how it is. It's also warded, but your senses are sufficient to pierce the warding. Beyond it is a long, narrow hall that's teleport blocked - something in the iron walls, built right in. You'd probably have to tear down the walls to get past it at best.

[Corwin]

To confirm, the corridor still the same plane as Dis, and a lesser deity and higher tiers can bypass the teleport block? It's not divinely enforced?

Seira moves into the corridor, continuing to observe any sensors, defenses and strange magic she can see! And she makes sure to not neglect the mundane stuff, either.

Perception 110, and I do have dungeoneering knowledge, craft metalworks and craft traps in case there's anything relevant to be spotted.

[Anastasia]

This tunnel's block is not enforced, no. Same as any random patch of ground on Dis under a teleport block.

In other words you aren't in the Iron Tower yet.

Nothing like that - just after 200ft you see it. A sharp divide where reality and magic change - thaaaaat must be the Iron Tower's outer bound, alright. It's subtle and yet you notice it sharply, keen enough to see past whatever likely clouds non divine eyes.

[Corwin]

Time to see if the medalion really will work as advertised! Seira leads the way, but doesn't get too far ahead of the others.

I'd like to study the boundary and the Iron Tower itself as I go, so same focus as previous posts.

[Anastasia]

Give me CL checks on whatever you're using for perceptions, please.

[Corwin]

16:41 <Corwin> roll 1d20+38+6
16:41 <Kobot> Corwin rolled 1d20+38+6 --> [ 1d20=11 ]{55}

[Anastasia]

It is like a steel rod, strong and unyielding. Yet there are layers to it. So many layers. It is a demiplane and yet more, angles that fade away that not even you can follow.

Thousands of spells roam across the land here, interwoven and yet hidden with iron structure and woven into the fabric of this reality. Countless analysis spells, repeated many times over, constantly examine every inch. Alignment detection, chaos detection, good detection, law detection, metal detection, wood detection, life detection, death detection, air detection, heat detection, cold detection, movement detection, thought detection, reality detection, magic detection, psionic detection, incarnum detection, money detection, knowledge detection, blasphemy detection, hate detection, love detection, free will detection, slave detection, celestial detection, demon detection, space detection, wisdom detection, hope detection, end detection, escape detection, intruder detection. More. More. More.

Teleportation would be impossible here. Divinations will only return what Dispater has decreed will be revealed.

The magic here is vast indeed, but your medallion holds it at bay, holds it from touching any of you.

In truth you do not comprehend it all. It is a work so impossibly vast, so deeply layered that you believe you could spend a eon here and not unravel it all. Yet all of it constantly and relentlessly marches towards one inevitable form and conclusion - yet you cannot see it, only infer it, yet it looms over everything.

Your mind shivers at the sheer time and effort expended here.

[Corwin]

Seira mentally labels the work under awesome but impractical. So much effort, so much upkeep, so many false positives... she's never come across someone that hit against the law of diminishing returns at full speed like that and just kept going.

A network of living spells specializing in detections would be a good idea, however. Their controls and outputs tied into Emilia gradually, their form that of moisture in the air... it could work! She'll just need to find the optimal amount of magic required to keep her realm reasonably secure.

[Anastasia]

Thus you pass in and down the hall. After a few more minutes of walking you reach stairs going up, and atop them is a solid iron door that leads onward.

It isn't enchanted any more than anything else here.

[Corwin]

If it doesn't show as trapped, Seira opens it to take her first proper look of the inside of the Iron Tower.

Same as before. Perception 110, and I do have dungeoneering knowledge, craft metalworks and craft traps in case there's anything relevant to be spotted.

[Anastasia]

It's not trapped so you go ahead.

Ahead lies a red sky. Just like Dis outside, a road ahead over a landscape that goes to the horizon and beyond, more than you can see. The road is steel inlaid and strong, and ahead you see a gang of barbazu and hamatula laboring away on part of it, replacing the steel there.

[Corwin]

The directions were to follow the road north up to Kopala's Inn, weren't they? So Seira heads on for now, even as she studies her surroundings. The inside was already supposed to be massive, but since their first stop is farther than six miles, she's starting to get a sense of the scale. How does Dispater allow such a massive undertaking if he can't see every corner of it at all times? Strange.

[Anastasia]

As you walk Xera looks around while Zariel just focuses on proceeding forward.

Amaryl, on the other hand, stays right at your side. A soft frown is on her face as she walks, as if something about this bothers her.

[Corwin]

'Having second thoughts?' Seira thinks to her, keeping her eyes on the road and her senses on every potential avenue of attack.

[Anastasia]

'The immensity of it is more impactful when I see it myself,' Amaryl admits.