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Edward Carnby

Paranormal Private Eye - Retired.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Order Knight

Description

Edward Carnby is a man of seemingly middle age. Creases and wrinkles line his face, rather dull and only moderately attractive to most. His hair is graying, though still bears most of its light brown color. He is of moderate size, a slightly above average weight, mostly made up of muscle- it would seem he used to be much larger, perhaps from a luxurious life, but now has more muscle than fat.

His skin is a bland olive color, and his eyes are dark brown- his face, aside from the wrinkles and wear, has a few scars here and there; a grim reminder of his past. His eyebrows are large and bushy, and he has a slight stubble of unkempt facial hair over his lip and along his chin.

His clothes seem as worn and torn as he is- a dirtied white T-Shirt that, while clean, seems to have the permanent stains of dirt and grime on it. Covering this for the most part is a brown leather jacket, frayed and generally uninteresting. He wears reinforced jeans and steel toed boots as well.

Beneath his jacket he has an empty pistol holster, and on his hip resides another.

Personality

Edward Carnby rarely gives his first name, preferring to go by Carnby. He is something of a pessimist most of the time, though can occasionally be in brighter spirits, as most anyone can.

His line of work has seen him through many dangers and some would say impossible sights, but nothing surprises him these days- aside from, perhaps, unconditional kindness. That seems to be a rare commodity these days.

Equipment

Carnby carries few personal objects on him at any given time, but he always has at least two objects on him;

A Colt 1911 pistol, usually hidden in one of the interior patches of his jacket. Despite the rest of his looks, the pistol looks to be painstakingly maintained, to a point of almost an obsession.

The Gel'Ziabar Stone. It's a stone that Carnby claims to have mystical properties of some kind, though he rarely elaborates into them.

So begins...

Edward Carnby's Story

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Edward Carnby opens the bar door and peers inside with a disillusioned look on his face. He'd been to plenty of bars, but this one had a reputation for all the kinds of crazy shit that he'd been used to in his work. Something teleported away upon his entrance. That was odd. And there was what looked like an elf. Just a taste of things to come, he imagined.

The man seemed to be middle aged, his face a mask of wrinkled weariness and old scars. His hair was a dirty brown with a dusting of gray that looked like he'd just crawled out of an old attic, and he wore an expression like he smelled the musty scent of it too. His clothes didn't look much better- frayed and as clean as they'd ever be again, with his old jeans and leather jacket bearing signs of having been repaired more than once.

He walks into the bar and moves directly to the counter. He'd get a bourbon before anything else, he was dedicated to that.

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Edward Carnby had never been to an automated bar before, and so was sitting at the counter for a while as he waited for service. He gets up and moves closer to the door to the kitchen before noticing another patron apparently getting a drink from one of the electronic screens that littered the bar counter and tables. He hadn't paid them any attention thus far- thought them just a sad attempt at televisions that bars loved putting all over the place.

He turns to look at the nearest screen and, lo and behold, it had a menu on it. He actually smiles to himself somewhat- that meant no barkeeper to tell him when he'd had enough. He knew damn well when he had enough, and that wasn't going to be any time in his life. He went ahead and ordered what he hoped would only be the first of many bourbons for the night.

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Edward Carnby watches marveled by the small wonder of his drink simply rising out of the counter in front of him automatically. He was about to take a drink when someone nearby called out. Turning his head with a half wary expression, he's met by a woman looking in his direction. She wasn't bad looking either, but that only set him a little more on edge. "Hey," he responds, giving her a nod. His voice was sort of raspy, and sounded like it belonged in the body of a detective or a cop- it had that certain inflection to it, like he was questioning you.

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Edward Carnby might've laughed if he wasn't keen on keeping a straight face. Apparently he stuck out like a sore thumb. With his past, he wasn't surprised. He gestures to the barstool next to himself, at the same time offering a handshake. "Carnby," he responds easily. Having nearly forgotten his drink, he makes sure to grab it with his free hand and take a long, slow drought. He always loved the taste of Bourbon.

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Edward Carnby had hands that were as soft as granite. That is to say, they were covered in callouses, definitely belonging a worker. This woman wasn't one to let things go, he thinks to himself- he worried for his hand which was now firmly in her grasp. After shaking once, he lets go. Finishing half of his drink in that one go, he sets it down and sighs quietly in contentment. "More or less."

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Edward Carnby scowls somewhat. He was always terrible dealing with people. Shrugging, he continues for a moment. "Don't worry about it." He didn't know what else to say in response to putting the girl off, but ah well. He couldn't help but notice someone singing, which seemed to put him on edge a bit. And then, of course, someone broke down the door to the bar. Something told him this happened a lot with what little reaction it got out of the other patrons.

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Edward Carnby grins in mock amusement. "I've heard this place is full of them," he offers. "Pretty much why I'm here; ran out of work." He turns back to his drink, deciding it was time for him to drain the rest of it and get a second. He was trying to ignore the smoke taking form- he'd had far too much experience with that sort of phenomenon to want to pay it much attention.

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Edward Carnby scowls mid drink, finishing it off and placing his glass on the counter before responding. "Yeah, see you around," he says heavily. He'd scared somebody else off, figures. Ah well. That's what the bourbon was for, he reminds himself, ordering another drink up.

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Edward Carnby was alone now, with his new glass of bourbon, drinking and reduced to looking around the bar at the others. There was the smoke man who had materialized in full and was complaining about people not singing with it. He wasn't going to be the first; that was one of many ways to steal a man's soul. Then there was some new girl that had come in, seemed to be a regular. Or just used to moving around bars. The elf and some... winged thing were over in a corner, doing whatever it was elves and winged creatures did. He nearly missed the man reading further down the counter. And that was it. Not as impressive in here as he'd been led to believe.

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Edward Carnby sighs idly and finishes off his second bourbon. As much as he could go for endless drinks, he decided he'd best keep looking for some sort of paranormal activity. He glances at the two pitiful glasses he'd drained since getting there before standing up and walking towards the door, putting his hands in his pockets as he went.

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Edward Carnby opens the door to the bar, peering around inside with a displeased expression on his face- that seemed fairly at home on this man's visage. Old, with a few layers of scars here and there. Graying hair, sort of your average upper middle age fellow. His clothes matched perfectly- jeans that've been patched too many times, a frayed leather jacked, and a shirt that might've been white at some point underneath.

His first glance around the room showed that, compared to his last venture, the bar was pretty much... well, your normal, average bar. There was even a bartender. Or at least some guy behind the bar. Seemed busy freaking out about something or other though, so Carnby simply takes a seat at the counter, nearest to the door.

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Edward Carnby was already ordering his first bourbon from the automatic drink dispenser when he noticed the door opening and a beast entering- a giant cat, a white tiger even. Despite his past experiences, that was something of a shock to him. He watches Dejour as it walks through the bar and into the bathroom. He was silent and still for a few moments, wondering if he should really drink that bourbon if he was already seeing things- but a few moments later, a woman comes out of the bathroom.

He was dumbfounded, to say the least. Not something he'd seen every day of his life, though he had seen it before. He decided to be bold, grabbing his fresh bourbon and moving over a few seats to sit next to the woman. "That was interesting," he says in his raspy, rumbling, yet almost light voice.

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Edward Carnby couldn't help but smirk. "I've seen a lot, actually," he corrects her. He takes a slow drink of his bourbon, appraising her. Setting it down on the counter he seats himself comfortably. "That happened to me once in fact- I was a Cougar for about ten... twenty minutes."

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Edward Carnby chuckles a little bit. "It's a long, long story. Let's just say it involved voodoo and leave it there- so no, I can't shift back and forth." He was feeling oddly open today, he realized rather abruptly. It was a sobering thought. He quickly decides to lift his glass as if to drain it, though he pauses. "Hey, can I get you a drink," he asks, looking sidelong at her.

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Edward Carnby shrugs a bit, neither put off or encouraged by her demeanor. "Well, drinking with a friend is always better than drinking alone. Figured it was as good a conversation starter as any," he explains while tapping another order into the automatic service pad on the counter. After having it set on its way, he turns and offers a hand- they were as soft as granite, covered in callouses and scars. "By the way, name's Carnby."

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Edward Carnby smiles earnestly. "Nice to meet you, White." He then promptly goes back to his drink, which had fresh sprung up out of the counter. He picks it up and swirls it, ponderously. "So, what do you do for a living?"

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Edward Carnby decides not to pry into her occupation, as whatever it was, it was likely beyond him. "I'm a Paranormal Private Investigator," he says as if it were the dullest job in the world. "You'd think that I'd spend most of my time walking around old ladies' homes and confirming strange noises to be vermin, but I always seem to luck out."

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Edward Carnby shakes his head, turning his gaze away from the woman and back to his glass. He takes another long, slow drink, collecting his thoughts. He probably wouldn't stick around too long, he thought. Setting the glass down after a few seconds, he stares at it idly as he goes on. "I investigate paranormal disturbances- ghosts, ghouls, zombies. That sort of thing. Most of the time it's just superstitious folks getting their knickers in a knot, but sometimes I'll find something really... disturbing."

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Edward Carnby winces visibly. That was something of a soft spot. "Uh, well," he begins, frowning slightly. "I lost track a little while back, I uh... well, had a sort of amnesiac experience we'll say. I'm at least a hundred-fifty, if not more." He shrugs it off. He was comforted by the fact that she seemed to be opening up a little- maybe they even had something in common. He made sure not to make eye contact again though, picking his glass up. "Yeah? How so," he asks, before starting to drain his glass again, slow as usual.

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Edward Carnby shakes his head. "Nah, I really don't know what caused it. Woke up a few years back amidst some cult, all kinds of crazy shit about a Light-bringer... you know how it is." He pauses, realizing she had gotten closer to him, and he peers over. "No, I just don't usually uh... connect with people well." He smirks somewhat, challengingly almost. "And I said at least a hundred fifty. I have no idea if I'd lost my memory before what I've picked up since then. Can never tell with this kind of business," he goes on. "How about you, how old're you?"

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Edward Carnby bristles. He'd been speaking far too loudly he realized. Even in this sort of place, the status of his life wasn't exactly something he liked to broadcast. "Uh," he begins, a frown on his face. He could also tell that this intrusion was alienating his company. "What did you need," he asks cautiously, looking warily at Justine.

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Edward Carnby looks at the little thing and nods. "Yeah, I can," he says, his frown deepening. Odd how work usually found him, rather than he found it. He glances back at Dejour for a moment, then back to Justine.

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Edward Carnby stands up, scowling at the creature, and at himself, and really at the situation in general. "I'm not exactly armed or anything, but what do you want me to do?" Whatever the little creature was- Dub'n or whatever she called it- he figured it was one less thing he'd have to worry about in the future. And then it was captured. He glances at Justine for a moment.

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Edward Carnby nods slowly. "Right," he says, half disbelieving. "Who am I supposed to call and how," he asks. He felt like it would probably come in useful later- his life had a strange way of putting everything he needed within reach eventually.

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Edward Carnby shrugs. "Fair enough." He takes the card and glances at it for a moment before pocketing it. "Alright, thanks. Name's Carnby, if you need..." he looks over to Dejour, frowning a little, though he nods. "Yeah, I was about to go anyway. See you 'round, White." He sighs a bit, gives Justine a parting nod, then departs.