Of course, it is fortunate that he adds "for now", as while he is declaring the area safe, more water flows over the piers and sludges about in a generally ill-tempered and discourteous fashion. The quavery voice within is having none of it.
Oh this is going to take awhile then -
*He puts the golem on guard a bit forward as he focuses on the area around the first ship, trying to discern thru the changes in the ambient, if this creatures might be comming from somwhere else or if is as it apper just the water being .. alive now*
// I understand that might be a bit far from the action , but basically trying to do a Detect magic in the area, to see if he can catch a glimpse of any sudden changes in the al'noth . Still its the first probe.
Assuming I correctly understand your intent,
Armand's probe of the Al'Noth in the area indicates that the elementals are not actively being summoned from beyond Layonara, but rather reforming after being dissipated by his golem -- sometimes into more than there were, before. It's hard to say at this time when it started.
*Upon observing the situation and with his current observations Armand lets the golem cover the retreat as he heads a bit south of the lake towards the Outpost of Center*
*Once he reaches there, after some rest, he is seen asking around for able bodies to help to solve the situation around the lake*
I'll help you Armand, all I ask is you remembering what I want you to call me, alright? With no justification, or explanation, it is what it is. *nodding firmly when Orn is reassured from Armand, goes about helping him*
*Armand snaps back to reality, as Orn approaches, apparently having a very interesting conversation with himself about some strange wonder that probably would not make sense to the people in this reality, after hearing her he scractches his head*
- Course always good to count you on, I fail to see the relation beetwen one way to call you, and the people in need of this outpost , but that is probably common tongue's fault - *he mutters something in gnomish *
- But anyway , there are some developments on the lake near here , a poor ferrymen family, well not to mention the whole place filled with elementals. . . we need to do something.. . For SCIENCE!!! ... er. .. and. . . . justice. yeah .
*The gnuman looks around a bit shy, noticing that probably he raised his voice a bit too much *
*As the evening goes, the constant sound of the water echoing thru the underground area, reminds the group of the constant danger, the situation get tense as the time passes*
*The gnuman speaks* Its not to put us in a more tense situation than we are, but i firmly believe that we need to try to restore the area to its original unperturbed state, Its simply put.. think on it as a Dam, a .. dam of energy. . This dam has been gathering energy for the gods know how much time, and right now imagine that this situation has been created by a leak in the dam, If we manage to close the leak, or the crack, the whole area would become calm again.. and then we'll have time to see how we can remove the dam altogether without causing a huge shock that would be to just break one of the gates of the dam .
While its theoritecally true that there is no proof that removing the dam at all would put more energy into the enviroment, there is no proof that it won't , In my point of view, I believe that if we fail to restore to its original state, we could theoretically to destroy it later, its not the same as if we destroy it first, since we have not the knowledge of creating it from scratch, it could become quite a task . .
So my opinion stands in saying that we should try to restore it. ...
*He looks to the other two as wanting to hear the opinion of Orn and Lia*
While Armand speaks Lia continues to examine the circle, she hears every word before she contributes her thoughts, “The problem Harmand his that yo don’t sehm the hunderstand how lon hit takes teh mak rituals hof this compete…” She reconsiders before continuing, “Well, hits not hexpertleh mad, but Hyi’m sur hit performed hits hintended purpose, seh yeah… competence.”
She takes a deep breath before continuing, “Teh recreate hit will tak hours, mahbeh dahys dependin hon what weh hav hon hour persons teh hactualleh complet hit. Weh halseh want teh deh hit right hand has yo formentioned yo don’t know how hit was mad hand haneh hinformation contained within could hav behn destroyed hin the yehrs. Which mehns weh would hav teh guess hon the final product. Hyi hagreh that hit probableh won’t mak thins worse, but hif weh don’t deh hit right hit won’t fix hanehthin hand then weh wasted hours haccomplishin nothin hand weh hall hagreh tim his hof the hessence hehr.”
Her expression is empathetic, “Teh deh hanehthin hehr weh nehd yo Harmand, seh hin the hend hits yor call, but with the himpendin danger hof stayin hin hehr and the lapse hof tim hallowin this teh continue spreadin, Hyi just hask weh seh hif weh can destroy hit without causin mor harm.”
*Orn listens to the conversation between Lia and Armand, deep in thought as they speak, jumping in when she can.* I may not have full knowledge when it comes to magics, my strength is with the divine, naturally. But my sense in all this is to destroy it before anymore wild magic is set loose. It makes sense what Lia is saying, I know you want to do whatever it is you want to do for Science Armand, but I do not think we have the time for what it is you want to do.
While Armand is caught up in his examinations, the others cannot help but notice the sudden stream of large bubbles that float upwards from the water. They eventually reach the ceiling of the small cavern and pop, raining confused fish back into the lake.
All of the leaves on a growth of ivy tremble and become leaf-winged butterflies still attached to the vine. The leaves flutter and the vine writhes as they attempt to fly away, to no avail.
"That last part his worrehsome Harmand. Har yo seriousleh confident henough teh fix hit hin tim before hit hexplodes hon hus. Thinkin hon the posibilites that yo mentioned, well, Hyi hav ha large distaste for demons."
She considers for a bit before continuing, "Halso, hif the hexplosions har himminent, we should warn the fohl ferrehman teh habandon this plac quickleh."
Lia looks to Orn, "Lohks lik his mind his mad hup. Hyi nehd teh help him hif there his haneh chance for success. Hyi'm guessin yor doctrine requires yo teh help hinsur this harea his clehr. Just return has sohn has yo get that hold fohl hout hof hehr. Hif thins com halive sohn, Hyi don't know how well weh will fare halone down hehr."
Lia then moves to assist Armand with the recreation. Taking note that she will be censorious if she catches him making a mistake. ((Evil grin))
Up above the chamber, a series of quiet footfalls, likely belonging to a single person, sound on the floor of the shop. They move around the shop slowly but with purpose and gradually near the trap door, where they pause and go silent.
"I don't want to alarm anyone down there," says a male voice through the trap door's opening. "but at least one of you may have a problem."
*Armand notices the sound up and doesn't pay much attention till the trapdoor actually opens, then replies*
- Oh , that has been a common thing thru all this trip. What is this new problem that we have?
*The gnuman asks with genuine curiosity , he thougt of asking about names, but the definition of things itself probably was not that important as finishing that trace that he has done on the ground *
"I suppose that depends on how you define 'new'," says the voice. "I suppose the question is...are you responsible for it?"