Born Casworan Nancarrow in Cornwall in 1760, Warwick’s second life began in blood — Questioned after a drunken brawl left him at death’s door. Over time he mastered the art of conjuring Shieldnames — identities that masked his true self from all who might remember. Behind these shifting names, he slid unnoticed into the Olympic Games again and again, competing under false flags, always vanishing before victory. A fascination with Shakespeare led him to call himself Warwick, though even he can’t remember when the name first took root. Yet the Shieldnames are only part of the act. His true gift — one he keeps hidden until absolutely necessary — lies coiled in shadow, waiting for the moment when laughter turns to something far more dangerous.