[Insomnia is far from an unfamiliar ailment to Altius. Between the necessity of all-nighters and the number of things that haunt him, both of his own making and not, there are nights where sleep simply never comes, healing magic be damned.
On some of said nights, he even goes so far as to leave his dwelling entirely, wandering out to see what he might do in the quiet hours, whether that's picking up necessities or simply walking streets he hasn't yet familiarized himself yet—however unwise that might have been were he a man of less impressive stature (or power).
But on most of those nights he simply leaves his bed and goes to look for a drink or snack of some sort. Even having a guest or being a guest himself won't necessarily stop him from clinking around in the cupboards for a proper glass, though he does do a decent job of staying quiet about it.]
insomnia
On some of said nights, he even goes so far as to leave his dwelling entirely, wandering out to see what he might do in the quiet hours, whether that's picking up necessities or simply walking streets he hasn't yet familiarized himself yet—however unwise that might have been were he a man of less impressive stature (or power).
But on most of those nights he simply leaves his bed and goes to look for a drink or snack of some sort. Even having a guest or being a guest himself won't necessarily stop him from clinking around in the cupboards for a proper glass, though he does do a decent job of staying quiet about it.]
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