"They're this ridiculous little cult that took some specious, methodologically laughable research suggesting that the reservoir was sentient and concluded that they ought to worship it," says Kaylo, sounding like he's talking from under seven hundred pounds of weapons-grade exasperation. "I might have to actually talk to one in order to get ahold of some of their 'prayer spells' in order to let you talk to it. Although I think their best spells only convince it to give you weird colors and stuff."