I sent people to try and learn the language of the surrounding people, as they went to make first contact and establish a connection, I had some of our guy grab some algae plants and seeds and Wargre hulled them as a few of us went back to home base. 

"I expect a full report on how the base is doing and progress with the natives of this area. I told one of my students and he saluted me with one of his tentacles and swam away. 

I sighed at the thought of leaving behind a barely established base, but I felt like they could handle it. 

The journey back was smooth, though the sensory runes I had placed were triggered by something. 

It wouldn't be odd for a passing fish to trigger them, but the sensory runes were triggered one by one and in order. I found this oddly strange but I concluded that we were being  followed. 

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"Boche, Rogu go and handle the intruders, you should be perfectly capable" I ordered a two people and they nodded their heads and both stood still, their skin blending into their surroundings. 

The rest of us went ahead and after awhile the two I had left behind were zooming  to catch up using their jet propellers. 

In their arms were a few of the shiny smaller creatures, Their body didn't shine as much but it kept reflecting light. they were screaming in an unknown language but seals were on their body and it restrained them. 

I wonder, can we make translation runes? I channeled my magic in an attempt but it fizzles and I was blown away.  Others rushed to my aid but my vision goes to black. 

What should we do with the prisoners? I thought