This is Housebird. It is a titanic archetype that someone decided to build a small house on and give as a gift to the mayor of New Pari. Then, after a complex series of accidents, my protagonists “borrowed” Housebird and now they all live on it. It’s like living on an private jet that eats trees sometimes and has a (pretty dumb) mind of its own.
The small room jutting out the back of the house is the control room, where you can set coordinates and send them as telepathic impulses to Housebird. Housebird usually obeys them because hey, it’s an immortal bird the size of a four story building, it’s not like it has anything better to do. There is also a direct steering controller, but it is much less reliable as Housebird usually ignores it.
The house itself is a ridiculous feat of engineering that I’m still working on designing. If you are wondering ‘but how the fuck does X work’ there is most likely already an explanation, I’m just not writing it here.
Housebird is named that because my protagonists are not very good at naming things. Though it does eventually acquire the nickname “Mayor,” because it is the ‘mayor of a city containing exactly one house.’