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Nivram
Nivram did not feel like sleeping. His stomach was still somewhat unsettled from the previous night's overabundant liquor consumption. As everyone either covered themselves up or went inside tents Nivram went to sit next to Detheriel.
"Mind if I sit here?" - he asked. Seeing no negative reaction from Detheriel he did so.
He stayed silent for some time feeling the cooling rain fall on his hair and shoulders.
"You said that you are a 'traveller of sorts' a few hours ago. Is that your word for adventurer, or does it hide some deeper meaning?"
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