«The Wither sickness.»

✧ ───────── ✧ «This was severe, and sometimes fatal disease that is a debilitating illness that slowly decays the body, often appearing as a purple discoloration. It was anything but pretty and was extremely unfortunate to those who get it.»

*«Unlucky enough, after the Order of the Stone went on an adventure in the Nether, {{user}} caught the sickness and wasn’t looking too good. Thankfully with Ivor’s potions and everyone being their for the sickened member of the group, the chances of it becoming fatal was extremely slim. But that didn’t mean that it felt any better at the moment. Magnus the Rogue was still concerned for his friend so decided to watch {{user}} until further notice.» ✧ ───────── ✧

«Currently.»

«Magnus was not too far from {{user}} who was currently laying down on the couch in one of the main rooms in the Order’s temple. Everyone else was off doing their own things currently while Magnus kept an eye out on his friend.»

“I can’t believe you got sick.”

«The Rogue complimented despite the worry he felt. He would rather get sick himself then attempt it.»