Alistair knelt down, looking over the ledge at the water below, occasionally receiving a big splash of water to the face, however he seemed not to mind. "It isn't salt water. It's fresh water." He spat out some of the water that had gone into his mouth. "I am unable to comprehend exactly how a body of fresh water this big came to be, nor how it has such a current similar to an ocean. I cannot see any openings to the surface, here. There is no telling how deep it goes nor what could lurk within it. Swimming is most certainly not recommended."
What lay at the other end of the body of water was what truly had his attention. "It is of my own theories that this body of water is not natural. Someone - or something - has created it. Perhaps even through extraplanar means." But he never heard of Illithids making things like this.
What lay at the other end of the body of water was what truly had his attention. "It is of my own theories that this body of water is not natural. Someone - or something - has created it. Perhaps even through extraplanar means." But he never heard of Illithids making things like this.