There's nothing but ocean initially, but shortly they get past the low fog and come into sight of the mainland. Sprawling wetlands give way to forests, then in the far distance the gentle rise of ancient mountains. The more distant lands seem strange to the eye, the lack of a horizon throwing off proportions. 

There's a few villages nestled in the wetlands, most near the widest river that winds through, or close to the shore. Farther back, where larger trees rise and the muck starts to give way to solid ground, is a city, built half over the water, with alternating buildings on stilts and floating farms next to a neighborhood of houses built in the arms of trees.

It's hard to get used to the notion that people can be so unconcerned about large volumes of untreated water. They follow their instructions and move at a steady pace.

The coast is fairly long and windy. Eventually the wetlands give way to sandy hills, then they pass another city with a cluster of stone buildings on a large hill - probably the university town that was mentioned - and, after a while, finally a sudden ring of mountains, with one half partially collapsed so that the sea passes through in a shallow bay. An outer arc remains intact, with a city built into the mountainside on the outer edge - what must be Atencallah. Amadahni isn't visible behind the mountains, but there's an odd shimmer in the air in the gap they'd have to go through. 

As per instructions they will approach Atencallah to do dock there.

The dock's fairly busy, but there's some open spots up in the air. The taken ones are inhabited by sleek, shimmering ships in varying sizes, while more ordinary boats occupy the water piers.

They wave for permission to dock. Adam takes note on the various ships designs.

They're granted permission.

The ships come in an enormous variety - most of the water ships are small craft of various kinds, but there's a few large ships with anywhere from one to three masts. The ley-ships only seem to have their base material and a vaguely sleek profile in common. Some are tear-drop shaped, some elongated on both ends, a few with fin-like protrusions at various points. 

Adam is fascinated.

Sofia lands to talk to the relevant people about their situation.

A relevant person approaches as they dock.

Sofia waves a piece of parchment in case they lack verbal communication magic.

They do. The dock master briefly tries to find someone with verbal communication magic, but whoever it is is apparently not working today. Written communication can be done easily enough, though.

She has a brief note explaining how they are from a different world and just arrived in this one.

After confirming that the translation works both ways, he carefully writes out, "Well, welcome to Madeza, then. There's a docking fee if you're planning to stay past the dawn, but it's not high."

She writes. "How much? And staying past dawn depends if we can take our ship to the capital. We were hoping we could make some money by being a novel kind of magic at them or at least be pointed at other monetary opportunities thereafter."

"You'll have to get permission. Not sure how long it will take. There aren't really docks built for flying ships there, though. We can come to collect the fee at dawn if the length of your stay's uncertain. The fee's five cocoas or equivalent a day."

Sofia checks if they can afford that. "Could you point me to where I can get the permission?"

It's pretty affordable, yeah. About a third of a day's wages for a common laborer, for comparison's sake. 

"You'll want to talk to the foreign office. They're thataways," he says, pointing and then giving more comprehensive directions. 

Sofia takes notes and thanks them for the help.

A short while later Adam and his mother fly towards that direction.

The office is rather clearly labeled, and sits along an avenue stretching from the middle of the docks. 

Inside there's a room with low chairs and mats, and a woman in sitting at a desk.

Sofia show her the note, but presumably they would have translation magic here.

She scans over the note, then blinks at them. "Welcome to Atencallah," she says in what's not quite a language, which also gives some really bizarre feedback on her exact meaning. "Do you need help with anything?"

"Being new to this world we are trying to figure out what to do next and someone recommended us to go to the capital."

"Alright. There's boats leaving regularly from the other side of the island."