video; un: deathweaver

[respired]

[ So, that relatively cheerful guy dancing with everybody on the beach--he's gone. He's out of here. Koltira leans forward, his expression pained, jaw clenched. There's a flat piece of wood on the ground beside him with the start of an intricate filigree carved into it, but he's set it aside. He's focused entirely on the jewelry. ]

I feel unwell.

[ His guttural, echoing voice is rougher than usual; he sounds like jagged rocks scraping against each other, and the strange ethereal reverberation does nothing to better the effect.

He's experiencing, for the first time in years, something like fatigue. It's discomfiting, impossible. His kind does not tire. And yet here he is, feeling--not exhausted, but legitimately weary. ]

The ocean is not rife with magic, but it provides some sustenance.

[ He shakes his head, as though trying to clear his vision. Some sustenance. Not enough. ]

If anyone has found other sources, I would know of them.

[ His voice drops to an almost feral growl. ]

Or a solution.

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video; un: coolskeleton95

[boneafide]

Are you drinking the ocean water???

[respired]

No, I am not drinking it.

Text; un: Silk

[blacksilk]

Not indefinitely.

The drain is simply slower.

[respired]

Come again?

audio; UN: PARTY

[wardance]

[ he speaks mostly to himself, initially muttered with rather concerned observation: ]

Yet another entity made of magic, then...?

[ he's assuming, anyway. if it was just an inconvenience, he imagines the response would be far different despite not being much familiar with this teammate. either way, masamune's voice becomes more focused for his next question. ] How long do you think you can hold out like this?

[respired]

[ Another ... ? He supposes this man must be referring to the Servants, or possibly to Papyrus and others like him. ]

Not precisely. My body is flesh and blood, yet bound together by a number of magical forces.

[ He sits back, listlessly, against a tree. ]

I do not know. I know only that I feel tired, and I have not felt such a thing in years. I suppose worse may be yet to come.

video; un: apocalypseArisen

[timebender]

[ Huh. That's interesting; the look she gives is less of judgment and more of perplexity and curiosity. ]

What are the odds that someone else with the same idea as you is the reason all this magic seems to be going missing so suddenly?

[respired]

Low. The magic is thin, even in the water.

audio; [KINGOFHEROES]

[babbylon]

[I will remember how I felt, he said.

But would he really?]

Do not hurt her.

[...that's it. That's all he says.]

[respired]

[ He doesn't understand, not immediately. But a moment's thought: Ah. Rin. ]

I have no intention of doing so.

video. un: G.SLQHV

[twinpeak]

You look unwell, man. [ To point out the obvious. ] Is it magic related for you, too?

[respired]

[ That's fine, Dip. He appreciates frankness. ]

Yes. The necromancy that binds me is ... unraveling, somehow.

[ He massages his temples. ]

Slowly, but sure.

un: huntsman

[dishearten]

( Koltira is not the only one that has been feeling unwell. Graham isn't really magical, but apparently a dead man without a heart in a land without magic?

well it doesn't work out so well. )

A solution would be the best option, for both us and the natives. If they're right about Nalanni, she might be the best place to start, but I have no idea how to go about doing that.

[respired]

[ Another unknown voice. Koltira hears the stress in it, and wonders just how many people are suffering the effects of this world's affliction. ]

Nor do I. I have done some exploring, but found little of note. My sense for these things feels dulled here, as well: I can feel the draining, but I cannot pinpoint the source.

video; un: poindexter

[weirdologist]

[He's never met this man before, that he can say quite confidently, but he does appear as unwell as he can make him out to be. Ford adjusts his glasses, rubbing his chin and looking thoughtful. Another one then?]

Unwell, or something else? If it's simple fatigue I would suggest rest, but I don't think it's that simple.

[respired]

[ He shakes his head. ]

There is no rest for someone like me.

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[adoube]

Mmmmm... how long can you go without 'sustenance'?

[respired]

I do not know. I have never had to concern myself with it before.

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[heavyhitter]

Unwell, like -- what kinda unwell?

[ She sounds concerned. He doesn't look currently bloodthirsty, so she doubts it's that, but you can't be too careful. ]

[respired]

As though the threads holding my body together are being pulled apart.

[ He sighs, and there is legitimate weariness in his voice. For the first time, ever, since he died. ]

It is not the curse, Ramir.

video, username: pugsnhugs618

[ackingcraycray]

[She might have swept through a few of the other responses here too, a mounting dread growing in her gut.]

Koltira? Is this like some magic sickness? You don't think you caught it from the deer guys, do you?

[respired]

[ aw, mabes ... he has to laugh at that, albeit weakly. ]

No, Mabel. It is something to do with whatever trouble plagues this world. I think.

[digophelia]

Unwell in what way, Mr. Koltira?

[respired]

Like I am unraveling.

un:lancer | text

[riastraid]

[ oh, this guy. he'd kind of listened to the big long explanation over the network last time, something something curses. ]

is this normal hunger, or tree-melting, skull-crushing stuff?

[ he can take a guess—this 'affliction' is hitting him too—but it's worth a little heckling caution. ]

[respired]

No one is in danger, if that's what you mean.

[ Not really. Mostly. ]

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[sadsack]

you need help

[respired]

Is that a question, or a statement?