After so many treks to the lake area, it almost seemed like it took no time at all. Now that they were there, all that ever occurred was a long, awkward silence between Ahamht and Sigrun. Though, eventually the silence was broken with Ahmaht's sage-like knowledge of the vocal abilities of ducks. This was surprising and valuable information to Sigrun, learning the secrets of the duck's quack could prove useful in venturing within caves to minimize noise. Dwelling upon her thoughts for a moment, she decided to continue breaking the silence.<br/><br/>"I wonder what gives ducks such an ability," her monotone voice chimed. "Maybe they are blessed with some sort of magic? Perhaps we could use them as a font of mystical power?"<br/><br/>It would be an amusing sight to see many a wizard carrying an aquatic fowl in their hand, lifting it into the air as it glows, summoning lightning bolt. Finger-wagglers everywhere would be astounded at such a discovery. Perhaps this could be a marketing ploy for Sigrun in the future? Either way, the magical properties contained within the ducks would prove invaluable to those that rely on such things. Maybe Zelgodis should bring one with him sometime to test this theory.