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Astorium was a city of faith and the house of Hamelth's religion. Only the most pious were allowed entry, and with its roads set in white marble and markets full of silk and honey, Astorium remained the most desired place by the followers of Hamelth. Thousands of pilgrims lined up for days and weeks, even years, at the city's golden walls. Producing paper signed by dukes, duchesses, and countless other royalty, only to be turned away by the overzealous priests and priestesses.
