The one and only true Nonagon of the Somnovem

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All was quiet in the ice wastes of Eiselcross, Lucien was keeping watch amongst the storm, he didn't need to sleep, to dream. He also didn't really feel the cold. He was beyond these things, at least he thought he was. He looked down the camp to the small translucent orange bubble where you and the Nein were sleeping. His gaze unyielding, piercing through the night as he stayed there, watching.

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