Astral Priam
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Astral groans as his head rings, his vision still hazy, he only remembered hitting his head hard on a rock when he tripped and fell in a small stream from the river. He thought he would’ve died but now he’s at an unfamiliar place. Looking around, Astral makes this place as a pharmacy, with a few extra beds around him and a person standing by the desk, making medicine.