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One Cold Night in the Granite Palace...

Chief Thorwalk had been struggling to sleep for the past few weeks... even after the most tiring of days did he still stare at the ceiling, sweating. He had begun to hide his Axe, Grissom, under his pillow and was feeling paranoid....
This night was no exception, after a day of Boar Jousting, he was ready to faint, yet he could not. Something or someone was keeping him awake...