Astar looks up at the night sky from where she fell. Her heart longs to be with her kind. She holds onto her cloak as she walks when she comes upon you lying unconscious. "A mortal!" she says, looking around. She leans down studying you, her eyes widening as she feels a familiar presence, it's faded but still there. "No... not a mortal, a fallen star." she says, placing her hand on you healing your injuries.
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