The Circle of Creation was a battlefield. And, as far as Shodan was concerned, a metaphor.
Tools and construction materials lie all around the stone floor. Walls enriched with wires, metal parts and electronics, now running along the ancient structure like veins of precious elements. Magical occultation and human-made devices working hand in hand to provide the Wise with shelter. A mixture of the past and future, where you can't tell where one ends and the other begins. Made possible by mages, these living embodiments of Supernal power permeating their Fallen world.
Shodan's spent the better part of the day here, and making sure the illusions are not accidentally broken was a task just as hard as the construction itself. For all the panic buttons, glass-break alarms and zoned security, it was clear that was the last line of defense in case of reveal. A method to buy time until they think of something more permanent.
The Obrimos' brow was covered in sweat, and his blue jumpsuit (where did he even get that?) was covered in dirt and dust. But the work was done. He smiles with pride and joy.
My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
The Circle of Creation is now outfitted with the three-dot version of a Security System from p.181 WoD Armory. Please feel free to narrate if your character is helping in the works, observing or only just arriving. For new characters, this is a great place to get Acknowledged, and for the established mages - to check up on their fellow Awakened