As the two enjoyed their banter, Ruli turned toward Ysaryn, requesting she get a list of items Envy would need from the Kartaian, and fetch them so they could work. He spoke in elvish, also slipping in the detail that they may need a droplet of Kire's blood, but he wasn't sure. Ysaryn nodded, smiling wickedly to Kire and Narda. "See you soon." 

Ruli took his time eating, both to allow Kire time to eat her fill, as well as Narda, who looked like she could eat as much as Envy if given the chance, and to torture Kire's impatience. When he was finally finished, he stood and cleaned off their dishes just to annoy Kire further before he offered his hands to the both of them. "Keep your feet moving, and breathe." He warned Narda before he took a step and yanked them into the shadows. 

They emerged onto a pier, the wood creaking beneath their feet as their weight fell upon it. Dusk painted the sky purple and the waters black. Brine filled the air, though it was mixed with the warmth of healthy greenery. "I could have taken you directly into the place," Ruli said, releasing both of their hands and shoving his own into his pockets. "But I thought you'd appreciate the dramatic entry."

The pier ran straight before them, connecting to a white sand beach. A few yards of the soft shore before the cliffs climbed upward, a peninsula that stabbed straight into the sea. Homes dotted the cliffside, abandoned and in need of repair, but sturdy and solid. Made from the cliff itself in most places, while a few had been born of wood or brick, painted to once stand out like little jewels. Orange tiled roofs covered nearly all of them, safe where the buildings themselves had suffered damage. 
Further to the left, the southwestern point of the cliff rose higher than the rest, and sported an old castle on its crown. Its walls, while as well built as the rest if the city, were covered in moss an lichen, sea gulls swooping along its base to the nests they'd built in its roots. To the right, the peninsula burrowed into a large mountain covered in tropic forests, the green dark in the setting day. 

"I forget what they call this place in the language here." Ruli admitted, allowing them to eye the cliffside a few more seconds before he started for the shore. "Scilabria or something. Its not even on the maps." He admitted. "A storm tore through here a few decades back and a wave devoured a bit of the cliffs, causing a collapse. They left it. Moved inland, some ten leagues away. We have managed, or, at least, [i]Risa[/i] managed, to convince him to release it to us. Him being the [i]signore[/i] or whatever he called himself. Wasn't a strain, we paid him coin for something he had no interest in."

Their steps echoed on the pier, growing softer as the land beneath the water rose up. Ruli led them across the sand and to the stone steps carved directly into the cliff, winding its way between the buildings like a snake. "Not just the storm. Pirates have been known to harass the cliffs, trying to take prisoners. They just got tired of it, I suppose." He turned his head to smirk at the women from over his shoulder. "They've never come across a group of magic-wielding fiends, though. Envy has some ideas to keep us from being bothered."

Up and up the climbed, around three stories before he cut through a level platform that ducked behind a sizable building and directly into the cliff itself. Inside the cave, the temperature dropped a bit, the wind instantly muted (Envy's tobacco and floral signature tickling as they passed through some ward of his) as they entered the underbelly of the little city. Here, Ruli paused, pointing south. "Beneath the castle is a series of old chambers we're working on clearing out. For Envy." He clarified. "Risa has already claimed the castle, as far as we can think, the elves will take the northern side of the cliff and the houses there, while the Ziadi will take the side we just climbed. Risa thinks she'll rule over them, but it'll likely be Envy from beneath."