Editing Diners of Amber (section)

==='''The Tombs of Amber'''===

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Now the fact that Random put this eighth card in the deck is a clear sign that he has a nasty twisty mind. The card goes to a collection of Tombs on the face of Kolvir. The first one was a Tomb of Corwin that was constructed when it was believed he was dead. It turned out to be wishful thinking on Eric's part. Corwin once said that when he gained the Jewel of Judgment he considered blasting the thing to ruble but decided he might need it some day and it was a nice enough place to rest. Especially nice if the family could not arrange to dump his corpse in with the ''Ancestors of Darkness''.

Since Patternfall a regular community of the dead has popped up in the area and a number of people visit it for clandestine meetings, quiet gatherings and sometimes even raucous parties. It is not officially off-limits, but that time may come.  

Recently the Chaos born Cults of Amber have been having what amount to church services here.  I walked in on one such groups at my sarcophagus. 

I personally built Brand's Tomb. I figured no one else would care to, after what he almost did to us, but heck, I had some really fine times with my mad, tragic, and melancholy brother before he got shafted and died in the Abyss. Once upon a time I kept my booze supply in his sarcophagus.

Most of these are more monument then tomb. There are several of them here. All in all there are tombs for Corwin, Deirdre, Eric, Oberon, Brand, Finndo, Bleys, Osric, & Mirelle. Of these only Eric has the good manners to lay dead in his. Corwin, is still amongst the living. Finndo is supposed to have died on the pattern at the end of his short reign but the details of this are fudgey and Dworkin isn't talking. Oberon lays in Chaos in a place the royalty lay their dead called the Tombs of the Ancestors of Darkness. Brand and Deirdre both died in the Abyss. Oberon and Random both confirmed that both Osric and Mirelle are dead and properly buried but neither has had their corpses hauled back for burial.  I'm building mine slowly, since im not in a real hurry to sleep in it.

Random once told me he thought having empty tombs could come in handy one day. I did not like the smile he gave me.

<span style=color:darkgreen>Addendum

<span style=color:darkgreen>Mirelle turns out to be plenty alive despite the wishes of the sons of Rilga.

<span style=color:darkgreen>Deirdre turns out to have survived her plunge into the abyss but was so traumatized that her mind was damaged. She now holds the form of the wolf and is bonded with Fleece. I could make doggie-style jokes I suppose but let us just take them as read. 

<span style=color:darkgreen>Brand is alive too, and in distress deep in the abyss. Gosh, what a pity. I no longer believe that Finndo and Osric are dead but I have no proof to the contrary.

<span style=color:darkgreen>Eric is still dead. I checked.

<span style=color:darkgreen>I recently purchased a little plot of land on the slope of Kolvir. Well, purchased is not the right word, but you know what I mean. I am currently building my own tomb. Corwin had the right of it. It is always best to be prepared.

<span style=color:darkgreen>New News!. Yes, Osric and Finndo are both alive. Amberites are tough to keep dead. Even the dead ones have their plans.

<span style=color:darkgreen>More Good News! Brand is footloose and fancy free. Can no on rid me of this troublesome brother?

<span style=color:darkgreen>I am not sure calling these Tombs is appropriate. Call them abstract portraits in stone. 

<span style=color:darkred>((GM-Notes: a fine place for clandestine meetings and secret rituals))

*<span style=color:purple>King Random has allowed me, Prince Brand, to make this inclusion since he is allowing family commentary in this article.  As I write I sit in my cell in the dungeons of Amber and I am content to remain here for an eon.  I'm well fed and well entertained.  Yet I live under a sentence of death that Random tells me he won't get around to executing, if you pardon the jest, as long as I am helpful and cooperative.  So consider me loaning the use of my sarcophagus as booze storage my being cooperative, my dear Brother Bleys.  I sit here and you wrote this because you had the wisdom to get out of the mess we three began when the madness was still fresh and the blood on our suicide pact was still wet.  I've learned my lesson.  Prince Brand of the Dungeons. </span>


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