"No doubt in my mind, definitely less ambient Dhar around than in the Chaos Wastes," Egrimm says. "Hard to tell much more than that with this much turbulence, though. Timpania has a headache and Barbitus can't stand up without staggering like a drunken sailor. The overall trend is it definitely being drawn towards the mountain, though."
"That was my impression too," you say, nodding. "Can you pick up any more than that?"
Egrimm looks to Citharus, who is frowning, his eyes closed as he concentrates. "It's like the busiest, noisiest shepherd's tone I've ever heard," he says eventually. "Always falling, but never getting any lower. Or at least not fast enough to be detectable to me."