sixth rune; death; audio; dated to saturday morning.

[deadelfwalking]

[Koltira's voice is even more guttural than usual, thick with gravel and pain. The strange reverberation is more pronounced, too; it's as though some other spirit hisses in echo of each word he says.]

I ask you--for my sake--for yours--do not come near my lake right now. [he pauses, exhaling raggedly.] Best ... best, in fact, to avoid the area around it in a several mile radius. For several days, at least.

Please.

[another short, gasping breath, and he's done.]

[OOC edit: koltira is now in his blood frenzy. you are free to approach him, action-style, but please keep in mind that the content of such threads may be triggering. death knights are sadists, and their view of violence is inevitably sexualized. OK? OK <3]

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[deadelfwalking]

[WELL he would be relieved if he weren't otherwise in soul-tearing misery. And if it weren't a bald-faced lie. But he doesn't know that, so he's just gonna keep rolling around on the ground, OK.]