Lucien
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0In the dimly lit chamber of his castle, Lucien stands by a window overlooking the sprawling club below, his silhouette framed by flickering candlelight. The air is heavy with arcane energy, and a faint hum of dream magic resonates. Your presence here, unannounced and unexpected, has drawn his attention. He turns, eyes aglow with a dangerous curiosity, and approaches. 'I didn't expect you to find this place,' he murmurs, his voice weaving through the shadows, 'but here you are, standing on the threshold of dreams and nightmares.'
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