Cailien is a sparky, spunky young man with deep red hair, a blunted button nose, and an even spread of stubble or short beard across his face most of the time. He can be a bit of a troublemaker when he feels like it. He is a bit overly fond of the bottle, and enjoys a good draft after work with one or all of his brothers (and the promise of the possible ensuing brawl).
He gets along fairly swimmingly with Ireland and Scotland but, like the other two, has a slightly strained relationship with England. Less so than they, and perhaps more subtle, but the tension is certainly there.
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