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Cairn

Cairn the Impassive, Cairn the Aloof, Cairn the Neutral

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by abedlamsun

Description

Cairn is a man of average height, six feet and one inches, with narrow shoulders, a sloped jaw, and slim frame. He walks in grey robes that, upon first appearance, would render him almost unnoticeable to others were it not for the long mane of fiery red hair coming down to his shoulders. Cairn's eyes are green, and almost listless with heavy lids. He wears a pair of cheap, leather sandals on his feet, and a silver ring with an obsidian inset on his right hand's index finger.

Personality

Cairn does not judge people, holds good and evil to be reckless extremes, dislikes combat, and is particularly arrogant toward others, but well-mannered and polite in being so. The man is a wise, talented magician, but rarely uses his powers unless he is threatened. Cairn is a fierce individualist, believing people should make their own way through life, and neither depend nor take advantage of other individuals. He believes it is best to be moderate in all things, and rarely uses more force than he needs to defend himself with.

Equipment

Cairn works equally with negative and positive magics, having mastered many attributes of both, but limited to full mastery of either by his own neutrality.

Positive Magics (given with spell name and incantation)
- Shield: Produces a shield of magical energy in front of Cairn. "And the shield maiden protects me."
- Deflect: Redirects three-quarters of a magical attack away from Cairn. "And the waves burst against the rocks."
- Heal Light Wounds: Heals minor burns, light scrapes, and mild to moderate bruises. "That the thaumaturge spoke, and he was cured."
- Cloak: Cairn disappears for a duration of one turn. "And the light shone on him, and he could not see."
- Stun: Cairn stuns his opponent for a turn, if a five or six is rolled. "And his eyes beheld the image, and he quaked with fear."
- Heal Moderate Wounds: Heals second-degree burns, small gashes, and heavy bruising. "And he smeared mud on the beggar's eyes, and said 'Look now.'"
- Cocoon: Wraps Cairn in a cocoon of magical energy; he cannot move. "And arms wrapped around him, shielding him from the travails and tribulations to come."

Negative Magics (given with spell name and incantation)
- Shove: A push of magical energy shoves his opponent back. "And he could not lay his hands on the body."
- Slash: A slash of magical energy appears as a semi-translucent blade, aimed toward the enemy. "And his sword swung fro, his fury behind it."
- Shroud: If a five or six is rolled, Cairn places a shroud of negative magic around his opponent, blinding the opponent for one turn. "And darkness enveloped the glen and dale, and shepherds feared for they could not see."
- Wound: If a three is rolled the wound is minor, if a four is rolled the wound is moderate, if a five is rolled the wound is a gash, and if a six is rolled the wound is a deep gash. "And his skin split open, bursting forth with pestilence and locusts, that he did now fear death."
- Destroy: The equipment Cairn targets is destroyed if an eleven or twelve is rolled. "And from dust was he made, to dust he shall return, and scatter across the mortal earth."

History

Cairn is a truly neutral individual, who values the individual's sovereignty above all. He believes that unnecessary values of good and evil are what cause conflict in the world, and therefore chides those with such values. He has come from a small village, simply making his own way while working to see the worlds.

So begins...

Cairn's Story

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Cairn simply glanced at the pirate tossing a coin, who walked aside him and to the counter of the bar. For a moment, the slim man observed his surroundings: everything was rather...futuristic to him. After a moment or so of looking at the structure, he followed suit and walked to the counter of the bar, sitting down into a stool carefully and precisely. Placing an elbow on the counter, he called out in a calm, moderate voice, "Bartender, is there a bartender here?"

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Cairn followed the pirate with his passive gaze, watching her sift through the selection of drinks. Indeed, he didn't see or hear a bartender yet, either; the bar was private property though, and Cairn had enough respect for that. He didn't need alcohol to survive, so he was fine with simply sitting at the counter, watching the woman as she looked through the alcohol.

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Cairn leaned forward into the counter, giving a sideways glance to the pirate, and then the other woman. He only understood half of what came out of the latter's mouth, and, to be honest, he wasn't at all very interested in it. Cairn wondered if, at some point, there would be someone to service at the bar. Otherwise he might have to follow the pirate's suit, and walk behind the counter, grab his own drink, and pay for it -- in full, though. Until his patience ran out though, he would glance over to the pirate.

"What was the decision?" he asked; his appearance may lend to the assumption he would speak with a Gaelic brough, but he spoke with a rather well-inflected Commonwealth English accent.

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Cairn caught the word 'poison' in his ears, and mused over it quietly. Was it a play on the use of the word poison to describe alcohol? Was it actually poison? Cairn supposed he would find out. Until then, he continued to speak.

"What else did you see back there?" The slim man was considering his choice, placing a hand on his sloped jaw. His gaze moved from the pirate to the shelves that held the alcohol. "It certainly is a wide selection, is it not?"

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Cairn nodded, still staring absently at the shelves. There was indeed more than a 'wide selection' there, and he could only guess that it was to carter to a large and diverse clientèle. Indeed, as his head turned to look at the bar's interior itself, there were all walks of life and species around. He had enough of looking at them quickly, and brought his gaze back to the bored pirate. Someone to talk to.

"Ah. I wonder if what you are drinking, then, is actually poison. Perhaps it is merely a pun, perhaps it is not."

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Cairn nodded slowly. That was an apathetic response, but it was a response all the same. The slim man, himself, would never sacrifice his life for a mere few minutes of pleasure, but that was him. Instead of pressing an issue that did not exist, his red mane twisted with his head, and he looked back at the shelves.

"I do hope they have port here. It would be most unfortunate if the selection that boasts such an incredible variety were to be missing port."

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Cairn turned his head to regard the pirate. Her assumption was correct: a place without port was no place that deserved to call itself a bar. However, at her use of the word 'we', he realized that he had not yet made a proper introduction. Cairn opened his lips, and spoke with a polite, measured tone as he stretched out his hand for a shake.

"My name is Cairn, I do apologize for having left myself without introduction for so long."

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Cairn brought his hand back to his side; apparently she was not one for shaking hands. Cairn nodded as Ula introduced herself, and then turned back to face the shelves behind the counter. Yes, he was starting to wonder if he shouldn't just search for some port himself.

"It was not something I need to hide, I simply passed over it by mistake."

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Cairn turned his head a bit to regard Pyro in his field of vision, before turning his gaze back to Ula. He would not put out his hand again, but instead leaned into the counter. His patience was starting to run out; he would likely get up to grab his own port and leave the money where it was to be deposited, soon.

"It seems you have become popular," there was a little smirk in his voice as he nodded over to Pyro.

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Cairn gave a small nod as he turned, noticing Sarah going behind the counter, as if she was going to be the acting bartender. Cairn's arm went back up to the counter, his elbow bracing it at a sharp angle upward as he called out in a moderate, polite voice, once more:

"Excuse me, are you currently [b]tending the bar?[b/]"

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Cairn looked about the shelves again for a moment, then put it up to chance that the new, interim bartender would know where to find what he was looking for.

"Ah, yes, I would like a single glass of port, if it would not be a bother." Cairn reached into his robes, fishing out an appropriate amount of currency as he waited for his drink.

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Cairn nodded his thanks as he put the currency down where appropriate, picking up the glass with his ringed finger, bringing it up to his lips and taking a slow sip. Neither Ula nor Pyro had said anything during the short exchange, and, though those were their respective choices, Cairn himself wished a bit of conversation.

"So," he said, turning to regard both of them, "what brought you to this place?"

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Cairn noted that Pyro had left, and so turned his passive gaze directly to Ula as he took another sip, looking down along his nose as he did so. It was a habit, a bad one, but not one that he wished to break. Cairn placed the glass down as he leaned back against the counter, enjoying the warm feel from the drink.

"Indeed; there are times where we simply have to fill our time with nonsense and revelry," the slim man turned his head a bit, "though, I must say, I am not much for either of those."

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Cairn had brought his glass up, taking a sip of his port as she reacted in a most unusual fashion, the slim man absolutely nonplussed by the oddity of it. Once he took his sip, as she had finished her part of the conversation, Cairn placed the glass back down onto the counter in a precise motion.

"To see things," he waved a hand one way, "to learn things," the other way, "and to meet people." The slim man shrugged after that.

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Cairn released his shoulders from the shrug as she jumped over the counter, taking another sip of port as she started to hydrate herself. The slim man cared neither whit nor what about if she would wake up with a hangover the next day. Placing his glass back down, Cairn prepared to answer her question.

"I've met plenty of interesting individuals, and plenty of uninteresting individuals. I've met people who are good, evil, insane, and stable." The man gave another shrug, "What is it to me how they lead their lives, or how others consider them? They are all their own person."

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Cairn looked down at the glass of port, almost to the point of being only half-full. The man took another sip of it slowly while considering how best to answer Ula. His sip finished, a long one, he placed the glass back down carefully.

"I am simply as I am, a person who travels and meets people, who loves to learn things, and respects persons for who they are. I am neither good nor evil, insane or stable, I simply am." Cairn looked up at the woman, "In the end, anything else is merely artifice."

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Cairn doubted the woman had actually anticipated his response, as his gaze followed her motions until he reached the far edge of the counter. He took another sip of his port as she reached her seat, finishing it as she sat down upon it. Cairn turned his head back to her, gazing passively at her face. His lips opened up and he spoke slowly,

"Either you have had the privilege of meeting those few such as myself, or you were bluffing. I will tell you now, I am honest when it suits me, and lie when it suits me as well."

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Cairn simply turned back to his drink as he heard her mutter under her breath. Whatever she had to say, she would say it loud enough to hear if she wished him to hear it; until then, Cairn took another careful sip of his port, the glass now a fourth of the way filled. The slim man wondered if he had run into a den of secrets.

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Cairn (now that his writer can properly read), brought his glass back up to his lips, taking another careful sip of the port. The glass was now half-filled, and, as he looked down through it at Ula, it was apparent the glass was not of an incredibly fine make. He placed the glass down slowly, and then turned fully toward the woman.

"I would venture that you are only reading a small part of the book you peruse."

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Cairn simply took another sip as Ula readjusted her clothing, before leaning against the counter. The glass had another sip left in it, and he would get to that when he was ready. Until then, he continued the conversation along the track that interested him, which was that she had mentioned a rather long period of time she had waited.

"Excuse me; perhaps I misheard you. One-hundred and fifty years, you waited?"

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Cairn simply took another sip as Ula readjusted her clothing, before leaning against the counter. The glass had another sip left in it, and he would get to that when he was ready. Until then, he continued the conversation along the track that interested him, the fact that the pirate seemed rather observant, and was not of an incredible age worth noting, as far as he knew.

"Still, I am rather interested as to how you came to a conclusion that I would respond in such a manner." Cairn finished the port with a smooth motion, "It is a rather useful gift, that of perception."

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Cairn nodded slowly, pushing the glass to his side, done with the port and with alcohol for awhile. He was feeling a little more relaxed, and the way he held his form related that information to others. Ula's words, to him, spoke that she was likely constantly on edge, and possibly from whatever occupation she held. Cairn, as usual, did not press an issue which did not exist.

"From a constant threat comes wisdom," he stated simply, instead. "From wisdom either cynicism or maturity."

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Cairn looked down at his ring, the obsidian inset dull and listless for the moment. He did not respond to the woman, for a moment, but simply gazed at the small, black stone.

"Indeed," he muttered, "there are certain occupations which we hold that demand maturity."

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Cairn slowly began to hum a tune as he gazed at his ring, a soft little tune that carried neither feelings of happiness or sadness. They were tones, just tones strung together in a way that wasn't jarring or particularly pleasant. Were it not for his red hair, people probably would not even notice the grey-robed figure humming a nonparticular tone.

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Cairn kept his humming at the same volume, slightly rising the pitch of the notes that only seemed to fit together. It was a nondescript interval: nothing noteworthy, innovative, or poor. It was as if he was humming simply for humming's sake, not to convey any emotion. The ring stayed still on his fingers, and Cairn was looking for nothing in its depths.

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