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This man stands just a few inches above average for a man, and he has a fit physique that one could describe as athletic. Coppery hair cut at shoulder-length combines with a not-quite-clean-shaven, freckled face that leaves some scruff on his chin and stubble on his jaw to give him a rugged visage. His arms and legs are fit in the way someone constantly required to labor away on one's own two feet would be fit, and his chest and back show decently-developed muscles as well. He bears no serious scars though; just some callused hands from regular exertion.
Astor is a curious yet skeptical traveling apothecary and merchant who found his way into Arx somewhat recently after traveling through Arvum. As such, he is both weary and wary of travel. Though trained in the practice of an apothecary, he considers himself a 'student for life' of a relatively uncommon, yet intriguing trade.
Astor grew up in a family of simple farmers and ranchers on House Grayson's lands. Harboring greater ambitions than a typical farmer's son, Astor decided the best thing to do was to give up his claim on the family business and start one of his own. He apprenticed under a traveling merchant who dabbled in alchemy until he was old enough and knowledgeable enough to set off on his own. He made his way around for a few years, and after a string of run-ins with bandits and scammers, he decided it was best to find a place to settle down. Now that he's in Arx proper, he's not quite sure what to do, at least not yet. He does at least believe that he's wise enough to figure it out, though.