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voicemail | 3:21 AM

[sithiche]

Pick up your damn phone.

voicemail | 3:24 AM

[sithiche]

[ 3 missed calls later. ]

Listen, something is going on. I thought it was just in my--

[ There's a lengthy pause. ]

This is your flavor of magic. Something about it... Something is off. It's subtle, but it's in the air and it's getting stronger.

Tell me you know what's going on.

[deadelfwalking]

[The return call doesn't come until a few hours later.]

What do you mean, my flavor of magic?

[It's not that he's being disingenuous -- he's just straight up in denial.]

[sithiche]

It's hard to explain. Different types of magic feel different. The impression I got the first time I met you was... pretty distinct.

I don't know. It's possible that this isn't even related to you. Maybe it's another Death Knight. Still seemed like you'd be the one to call about it.

[deadelfwalking]

Try to explain. What are you experiencing, exactly?

[He knows. He just doesn't want to admit it.]

[sithiche]

[ He is quiet for a moment as he tries to figure out how to articulate it. ]

It's mostly voices. Whispers. I thought it was in my head until I started seeing things... shadows... always just out of the corner of my eye. It didn't stop when I went out to the outlands, so it's not confined to the housing building.

[deadelfwalking]

[Shadows ... he shifts uncomfortably. How could they be affecting other people? These were his demons.

It must be something else.]


... I don't know. That could be any number of things.

[Still, his uncertainty is obvious.]

[sithiche]

[ The tone of Koltira's voice is enough to make Artemis frown. ]

Have you ever dealt with anything like this before?

[deadelfwalking]

All death knights hear whispers constantly.

[sithiche]

I see.

Is it... normal for them to effect other people?

[deadelfwalking]

[mutter.]

No.

[sithiche]

Alright. So we've established that something unusual is definitely happening here.

[ He pauses for a moment to rub at his temple before speaking once more. ]

Any ideas about what could be causing this?

[deadelfwalking]

[With increasing agitation.]

No.

[sithiche]

Well then--

[ He almost snaps at Koltira in response to that tone, but bites it back. A sigh is audible as he squeezes his eyes shut for a long moment. ]

I managed to get a hold of a couple bottles of brandy, if you want one.

[deadelfwalking]

[ARE YOU FIXIN TO TALK BACK TO HIM, SON? Koltira grinds his teeth. He knows it's a kind gesture, and he's missed Artemis. But there's so much wrong right now, there's so much howling in his ears--]

... Another time, Artemis.

[sithiche]

[ He would just nod and hang up, but he realizes that's not visible right now. ]

Alright.

[ His tone is flat, as though to suggest his current state of displeasure. ]

[ Click.]