[Now that he's sorted himself out (and his journal), Belthazar takes a proper look at the field of statues. It... looks a bit eerie, truth be told, like an angry water elemental ran over a small town. At least they're not in grotesque shapes trying to scream.]

Wow, they're... very detailed. I would be hard-pressed to conjure something like that with ice.

[He might be able to do something with arcane magic, but it's always lent itself to appearances.]

Water may be your field of expertise, Mikleo, but you have an eye for the arts. That much is obvious.

[He walks up to a sculpture-- careful not to slip, this time-- and inspects it a little more closely with his hands behind his back.]