You're looking down. It's a bed with white sheets and white cushions. Sterile. Not your bed though. Hold on......where are your clothes? Shit! You're ...nly in your underwear! Why.....You try to sit up. Not working. Yout let out a tiny expression of pain. "The tree branch....right", you're recalling. Alright, so that part has really happened. You lay down, reeking your head left and right. There are several other white beds with white furniture pieces next to them, you observe. A hospital room?. Andy stopped at the first case inside the store and picked up a pair of non-descript glasses. It was how he always shopped. He picked up the first thing that caught his eye, bought it and went on his way."Not those," Regan said, plucking them from his hands and putting them back. She led him to a display across the room, ignoring his scowl - and the salesgirl that had come out to assist them."These," Regan said, gesturing to a display of high-end glasses. Andy picked up a pair, saw the price. Master Eogham is believed to have come into possession of it in a somewhat questionable manner, but nothing was ever proven, and he is / was a strong Wizard," he finished."He is still alive and still a Wizard, though he has never been all that strong. Although by local standards he may appear to be," I told him before returning to my previous inquiry."Do you know any more of the very early history of this place?" The Druid Priestess Ita founded a learning center near here in Killeedy in 546. Her slave torc swung free from her loose necked gown and banged against her breastbone. Her fear grew in exponential leaps. Normally, she was ignored and left to her house duties, flitting from room to room almost unseen, while she performed her labours under the Housemaids direction.She knew that Antonius had been drinking all day. One or two of the slaves had reported his increasing drunkenness and advised that it would be best to avoid him altogether. Miriam wasn’t given the choice. Ptolemy.