stone phone, mid afternoon on August 8th

[vagabone]

[He's far, far too tired to be his normal silly self, as he addresses all his fellow islanders via... rock. It would be inappropriate, anyway.]

Buenas tardes, everyone.

[Ha ha yeah right, is anyone having a good day? Anyone??]

We found a couple pages of another diary out on Umui. It's not a good idea for me to come all the way back, so I'm going to read it out loud. Ready?

[He pauses for a moment before he starts to read, slowly and carefully. At least he has a nice speaking voice?]

That's all I can make out. But, hey, while I'm here... what if this is a curse, not a disease? That could be why those doctors couldn't find a cure. They were going at it the wrong way.

Most of you have been around longer than me, and some of you are more, ah, magically inclined than I am. Maybe it's something you can look into.

Comments

[vagabone]

Good to know. That's all I need, to get punished for something i didn't do... after being dumped on this stupid island in the first place.

[Oops. Should he really have said that?]

[deathfindsaway]

No, that's completely understandable. I'll vouch for you. I'm sure my Lady will be merciful considering the circumstances.

[He's a victim, after all, not a perpetrator.]