He talked with the 'lost' children for a bit, making sure they were all intact and relatively well cared for, before heading back up. He leaned against the wall near the door, just listening, before shaking his head at their doubt. He had the empirical data to back it up, and since nearly seven out of every ten were of the same type, and the rest were of a second, complimentary type, that should have raised his stories a bit, but the longer he listened, the more he realized that they had barely a clue as to what they were doing. "I know I am a bit above you in understanding magics, both divine and arcane, but it still going to make several magic focused beings I know weep when I trot out this story later to prove that the 'prepared' casters can screw up just as spectacularly as an 'inherent' one. Can I get a copy of the spell you were using, and I can get a couple of the more powerful outsiders sent over to ensure you don't need to depopulate the rest of the village?"