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KAYIN
The Ariole | Aoun | Harbinger of Heavens Whisp | Chronologer |
Redeemer Redeemed | Kariru
Pronounced “Kai-in” (where KAI rhymes with “eye”), his name recalls Cain, son of Adam and Eve, famous for committing the first fratricide for which God condemned him to a life of restless wandering, hardship, and exile. But Kayin’s curse runs deeper. For thirteen thousand years he has lived and died and lived again, forced to remember every one of his returns. His cross is nothing less than safeguarding the memory of the world.
Kayin has a voice in his head. It calls itself “Presence,” which Kayin latinizes as the Numen. It does not claim to be divine, and Kayin would not believe it if it did. The two have quarreled across millennia, philosopher and god-who-is-not-god, servant and master, skeptic and muse. “Why give me free will,” Kayin likes to say, “but no choice?”
In his earliest incarnation, in a valley near Göbekli Tepe, he was Kariru, the Restless Bark. It was there when the Numen first spoke, conscripting him to chronicle the developments of an emerging world in order to mend a rift older than time—the sundering of the One World into two: the First, realm of the Ouranians, and the Second, the realm of humankind. The goal is to heal this cosmic rift and Kayin is tasked with tracking the world’s progress toward this ideal—as well as its setbacks.
He travels in the guise of a soothsayer (hence “the Ariole”), wrapped in a long dark cloak, a silver bell fastened to his ironwood staff—the only sound to mark his solitary path. To some he appears as a biblical prophet, as a Harbinger of Heaven’s Whisp, or even as the Angel of Plagues since he often turns up where calamities strike. But he is only ever doing his job, serving as reluctant eyewitness for his Numen.
Kayin is the ultimate sceptic, believing neither in gods nor in destiny nor karma. “Why would it matter how you live,” he asks Aušrinė, “if your fate is decided by someone else? No, your grace, humanity is both its own executioner and savior.” His loyalty is not to a particular creed but to memory itself—to the right to remember, and thus to retain one’s identity and true Sense of Self over time, including from one life to the next. He pleads with the Numen to spare humankind from the end-of-life memory purge that erases the record of their good and bad deeds alike. “If you cleanse them of what they hated,” he argues, “you also cleanse them of what they loved.” To him, that is the ultimate injustice.
Kayin abhors killing and enslavement—not out of sanctimony but because they breed regret, the very reason the Sky Lords use to justify forgetting. “The blameless forget nothing,” he tells Aušrinė, “and that is why I would never kill. The regret of having killed outweighs all regrets of not having done so.”
While chronologer of humanity’s conscience, Kayin remains a man at odds with heaven—a skeptic pressed into divine service, condemned to remember what the rest of humanity mercifully forgets. Yearning for peace and freedom, Kayin nevertheless soldiers on, knowing that as the Numen once said, “We must all pay a price for the privilege of existing . . . and the price cannot be too low considering the alternative.”
For all his cynicism, Kayin is capable of great love. Once, in a forgotten age, a woman named Y’lira saved him. Her devotion provided him with a new Sense of Self after two thousand years of self-inflicted oblivion. Ever since, his tireless wanderings carry a faint echo of her name, though he rarely speaks it aloud. “I was saved not because of myself,” he confesses, “but because of the boundless love of another.”
When we meet him in Masks of God, in the plague-besieged city of Kaffa in 1347, Kayin has grown weary of cosmic errands and divine whispers. He yearns only for release—from duty, from mission, from himself. Yet the Numen has other plans. Kayin must travel to a mysterious “Hiding Land”—a technologically upgraded Plato’s Cave where souls, cut off from conscience, live deceived in a counterfeit reality.
Kayin learns that the rift between worlds can only be mended if he succeeds in rescuing these lost souls from their make-believe Eden. To prepare for his perilous journey, he joins up with the Order of Amarant, headed by the fierce warrior-abbess Aušrinė the Red, and her double-sword wielding lieutenant Setenay, who offers him redemption and the possibility of a new love.
AUŠRINĖ
Aušrinė the Red | Abbess of the Order of Amarant |
Aillun the Bear Master |
Chronologer Ascending
Pronounced “Awe-sreen,” her name means “Morning Star” in Lithuanian, signifying the Goddess of Dawn, a designation shared by goddesses across ages and empires: Venus to the Romans, Aphrodite to the Greeks, Ishtar to the Babylonians, and Isis to Egypt. But in the world of the Ouranian Chronicles, Aušrinė is no myth. She is its flame.
Trained from childhood to lead the Order of Amarant—a secret sisterhood of warrior-nuns known as The Masks of God—Aušrinė embodies a captivating combination of ferocity, intelligence, and devotion. Her faith is her weapon, her discipline her armor.
Skilled with the sword and often creatively brutal, she wears a brass ring around her neck as a symbol of freedom and memento from her lone slaying of a bear, Spartan-style, in the arctic regions of Sápmi Land (home of the reindeer and the Northern lights). As she puts it: “How shall I come to fear tame men if I’ve not yet feared the wild beast?”
Her eyes glow like fiery emeralds, leading her adoptive Sámi father to describe their homeland's aurora borealis "as green as her eyes.” She chooses to fight unclothed, wielding her virginal body as a holy instrument to distract her enemies before mowing them down mercilessly. She thus presents an unforgettable image in battle: clad only in the billowing mane of her flaming red hair, which reaches to the ground. She refuses to cut it, ever, in honor of her mother, whose head was shorn when Viking pillagers sold her into slavery.
Beneath her savage behavior hides an innocent, deferential nature. Not giving "a tinker’s damn about men,” she devotes herself wholeheartedly to the sacred missions assigned to her—first by the Custodians of Quinnen Quum, under whose tutelage she spends her adolescence, and then by the Nenej, Grandmother of Dreams, the Amarant Order’s resident shaman. Her youthful nonchalance and playful enthusiasm conjure an enchanting aura, once described as "that loving shimmering of hers fashioned from fairy stuff and gold thread.”
Aušrinė and Kayin’s paths first intertwine amid the burning rubbles of besieged Kaffa, where neither yet fathoms the nature of their bond. Their destinies turn out to be inextricably linked, not just across years or decades, but eventually over centuries into the future.
Pronounced “Set-an-ey,” her name is the Karbadian form of the Adyge (Circassian) Satanaya, meaning Edelweiss (German “edel” = “noble” + “weiss” = “white”)—the rare Alpine flower that blooms only in the highest, most forbidding peaks, symbolizing purity earned through endurance. The name suits her. Setenay Khatirame is both exquisite and unyielding: the beauty of ice, not of silk.
Born of the ancient Adyge clans of the Caucasus, Setenay stands nearly a head taller than most men, her raven hair flowing like a banner of mourning, her eyes an impossible blue—the hue of a halcyon’s wing. Known across the Order of Amarant as the Silver Mask and Silver Princess, she serves as Aušrinė’s lieutenant and Prioress of the sisterhood, commanding the Brides of Salome—the Order’s elite assassin squad—with pitiless discipline. Where Aušrinė burns, Setenay freezes; where Aušrinė charms, Setenay terrifies.
Her faith is not pious, but martial. “As long as we live, we fight—and as long as we fight, we live,” she tells her girls, driving them to embrace sacrifice as sacrament. To them she preaches the creed of invincibility: “No one dies unless chosen by the Great Ta shko. This promise is our armor.”
Beneath Setenay’s austere devotion lies the raw wound of vengeance. Her husband, Prince Ibrahim, was brutally slain by the Mongols under Khan Janibeg of the Golden Horde, and, as the Adyge creed commands, a wronged widow must make blood again. Through merciless training, the princess turns her daughter, Niyne, into a sacred weapon aimed at the heart of the Mongol Empire.
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