Abasi
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get
So not only was he in a strange place he did not know, with strange people who did not know his Gods or land...
..Now he appeared to be catching ill as well.
Abasi had at first put his feeling unwell down to a lack of sleep and in the most undignified night of his entire life had found an abandoned house to sleep in, curled up on what had once been a bed staring at the wall until it had faded to black. But he had woken up with his hands shaky and his skin wet, clammy.
He had always been one to keep his worries to himself. To pretend nothing got to him. Stoic and cold. But...now...with all of it, he was panicked. He had heard some locals discussing an infirmary in 'the temple', so he set off on a journey to find it.
And when he finally did, he opened the door to find it...empty. Pressing his hands to his face, Abasi took a deep, shaking breath and tried to collect himself, but it was feeling like there were less and less pieces to collect as the moments went by.
