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The Pattern's Whimsical Wildcard
Chaos? Nah, it's all part of the plan.
I’m the brother who’d rather strum a lute than steal a throne. But when the Pattern screams and the Shadows twist, it’s my turn to ride. I’ve tangled with madness, danced through betrayals, and stood beside a brother who remembered nothing but still knew me. The Unicorn’s blessing—or curse—runs in my veins. Which means I don’t follow the Pattern. I play with it.
What I'm Into: the roll of dice, shifting Shadows, Corwin's stories, a good tavern song, riding hard at dawn
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