Corwin
The Amnesiac Prince of the One True World
Amber’s throne is empty. Let’s see who deserves it.
I’ve worn many faces, led armies across endless shadows, and carved my name into the bones of reality. Some call me a bastard. Some call me a hero. Most just call me dangerous. I walk through fire and forget nothing twice. Ask me about the Pattern, the Courts of Chaos, or why a man with everything would throw it all away—and then try to take it back.
What I'm Into: Grayswandir's edge, the Pattern's fire, shadow-walking at dawn, Eric's next move, wine in the Hall of Mirrors
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