'Perhaps have Crimson look into it? No, that might not do anything. Even if there was a sorcerous cause, there's no reason to suspect she's any good at Agrimancy,' he thought to himself, ignoring the hushed whispers from the children behind him as he passed them by, their game slowing to a halt at his presence. He continued to pay them no mind as they picked their game back up when he passed. He drew nearer to a small collection of houses. 'What if it’s not magical at all? Maybe there's some pollution or toxin affecting it? The rivers are clean though. Maybe the soil is just acidic and I'm shit out of luck? I have a few dilapidated manor houses here or there. Maybe I could set up some of my alchemists to test the soil or something over the course of a few weeks.'