Draiss examined the altar, before standing up and shaking his head. The best he could do was destroy the altar, possibly stopping further spread, but it would linger for several centuries at least before the curse naturally dispelled, probably longer. It areas like the cave where the water had stagnated, it might never disperse. He idly popped his knuckles considering the altar for a moment, before deciding to make a temporary fix, and seal the magics inside the altar. That would prevent the 'curse' from spreading and anyone else from using it for another wish, but it would still be there, heavily sealed. He held his hand over the altar, and cast imprisonment on it, playing fast and loose with the spell to get it to work on an inanimate object without him touching it.