tarnish the reputation of caarnforan

Scission-titers mark the border of the Wild Country, the mad mothers eschew the troubled daisy-counters at the edges of the Ragged Zones, with their espadrilles and lieutenants and the notochords and then the tonorous sighing of the excessively complex electronuclear equipment they have sworn an oath to protect from hyperaphids and other xylem-violating brigands. Vaporous contrails of pigment fly from the projectile anesthetic plants and must be protected against, because they will render even the most well protected technician unconscious unless they have the latest in microfilter gas masks and other biohazard equipment, because the pigmented gas vapors are indomitable in their perfusion and ability to take advantage of even the scantest porosity in whatever environment suits you bring to the Ragged Zones. Had I a zener diode for every time someone professed that their so-called specially engineered suit would protect them from the pigment gases, I would be a diodemonger living in Zokhveim spelunkingly wandering the streets saying /get your zener diodes here/ and eating my daily bread and soup daily with the chesswrights of Vruss and Mallabender.

The Hyperaphids of the Ragged Zones are steam driven automata that do have an electrical potential storage organ which is their stomach or heart or something, I'm really unsure about where it lies on that energetic spectrum, me not being a degreed thermodynamicist. This organ is discharged to resistance heat their boilers, which then circulate the steam necessary for their locomotian around to their articulation frames and limbs. But they don't get farther than the scission-titers, which form a (very loosely coordinated) natural antimechanical barrier that prevents the migration of the Hyperaphids into populated areas like Zokhveim and Fentap Rindge.