Robert Fletcher
Dedicated
Robert's assistant: https://i.imgur.com/mvP7J3d.png
Roleplay posts: 376 
Age: 22
Physical Description: White hair, fancy clothes, strong jawline. Robert is fairly attractive, but thinks he's much more handsome than he actually is. He has scars on his chest from stab wounds that he never talks about, although women are usually impressed by them.
Clothes and Equipment: Expensive, custom tailored clothes. He's fairly rich and carries around a shiny knife. The clothes are armored, but the plates are well hidden.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 14, 2015 16:15:01 GMT -8
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Post by Robert Fletcher on Nov 9, 2015 12:36:48 GMT -8
 Butcher's Butchery is a butcher shop. Quite a nice one, in fact. It supplied the freshest, tastiest meat in all of Atlanticus. However, it's currently closed, and is guarded by the watchmen as a crime scene. |
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Eve Lithian
Established
Roleplay posts: 20 
Age: 100
Physical Description: Eve stands at the short height of 5 feet exactly. She has long curly scarlet hair and large amber eyes that stand out the most on her small face. She has very slender arms, yet her thighs are rather wide, giving her an almost pear shape despite her average bust.
As a Dragon Trainer, Eve owns a red, female drake(baby dragon)named Stiria. Stiria is only about 1 year, and is only about 3 feet long from the tip of her noes to the end of her scaly tail.
Clothes and Equipment: Eve usually wears her armor, and when she isn't she usually wears a pair of leather pants with a cropped, long sleeved blouse. She also has a favorite pair of leather boots she often wears.
As far as weapons go, she has her pet dragon Stiria, though she is still a hatchling. Eve is also very well trained in the arts of swordsmanship, favoring one handed blades as she is very agile and can move around quickly to strike her enemies.
Stiria can not yet blow any real amount of fire, though she is working on it. She cannot fly, but is an excellent climber and can glide gracefully down from trees where she catches birds. She does have razor sharp, 4 inch long teeth all throughout her mouth that can quickly tare out a person's throat.
Player's online availability : At least once a day, if not every other day. (but most likely for a good period of time everyday)
Registered: Nov 9, 2015 21:34:52 GMT -8
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Post by Eve Lithian on Nov 10, 2015 13:22:33 GMT -8
[From Alley]
Eve still held onto Rosamond's arm tightly as they slowly approached the Butchery. She eyed the two guards who stood outside, and looked down mindfully.
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Robert Fletcher
Dedicated
Robert's assistant: https://i.imgur.com/mvP7J3d.png
Roleplay posts: 376
Age: 22
Physical Description: White hair, fancy clothes, strong jawline. Robert is fairly attractive, but thinks he's much more handsome than he actually is. He has scars on his chest from stab wounds that he never talks about, although women are usually impressed by them.
Clothes and Equipment: Expensive, custom tailored clothes. He's fairly rich and carries around a shiny knife. The clothes are armored, but the plates are well hidden.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 14, 2015 16:15:01 GMT -8
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Post by Robert Fletcher on Nov 10, 2015 13:24:03 GMT -8
After a long, meandering walk with many stops, Robert finally leads the two women to the butcher shop (assuming they haven't given up and gone their own way). It's covered in police fences and ropes, and watchmen patrol the area. They greet Robert as he approaches.
"Hello, Mr. Mayor! How can we help you?"
Robert waves back at them, grinning shinily.
"Ah...I'd like to go inside. I've got two people who want to investigate the murders. Outsiders."
The guards look suspiciously at Eve and Rosa, but eventually nod.
"Alright, sir. Just be careful, it's rather...gristly."
Robert nods, then turns to Rosa and Eve.
"Last chance. Are you sure you want to do this? It's not pretty. I'll be staying out here, I've seen enough of it already."
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 3:44:51 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2015 13:26:57 GMT -8
Rosamond was fairly buzzing with the excitement, but she made herself be calm. She took in the surroundings, making sure to trail her blue gaze over everything. Her eidetic, photographic memory would definitely come in handy for this. Why hadn't she decided to become a private investigator before?
"Yes, yes, I'm ready," she said to Robert and stepped beneath the Police lines to go into the Butchery itself. Old blood and the stench of guts was not going to make her green. Talk of impending marriage would, however.
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Eve Lithian
Established
Roleplay posts: 20
Age: 100
Physical Description: Eve stands at the short height of 5 feet exactly. She has long curly scarlet hair and large amber eyes that stand out the most on her small face. She has very slender arms, yet her thighs are rather wide, giving her an almost pear shape despite her average bust.
As a Dragon Trainer, Eve owns a red, female drake(baby dragon)named Stiria. Stiria is only about 1 year, and is only about 3 feet long from the tip of her noes to the end of her scaly tail.
Clothes and Equipment: Eve usually wears her armor, and when she isn't she usually wears a pair of leather pants with a cropped, long sleeved blouse. She also has a favorite pair of leather boots she often wears.
As far as weapons go, she has her pet dragon Stiria, though she is still a hatchling. Eve is also very well trained in the arts of swordsmanship, favoring one handed blades as she is very agile and can move around quickly to strike her enemies.
Stiria can not yet blow any real amount of fire, though she is working on it. She cannot fly, but is an excellent climber and can glide gracefully down from trees where she catches birds. She does have razor sharp, 4 inch long teeth all throughout her mouth that can quickly tare out a person's throat.
Player's online availability : At least once a day, if not every other day. (but most likely for a good period of time everyday)
Registered: Nov 9, 2015 21:34:52 GMT -8
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Post by Eve Lithian on Nov 10, 2015 13:35:17 GMT -8
Eve took a deep breath and walked behind Rosamond, close on her heals. Stiria let out a weary chitter as she hid in Eve's pack, already smelling the devastation from within.
"I'm not afraid of seeing death, Mr. Mayor." She said with a straight face. And she wasn't. She closed her eye's as she waited for Rosamond to open the door.
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Robert Fletcher
Dedicated
Robert's assistant: https://i.imgur.com/mvP7J3d.png
Roleplay posts: 376
Age: 22
Physical Description: White hair, fancy clothes, strong jawline. Robert is fairly attractive, but thinks he's much more handsome than he actually is. He has scars on his chest from stab wounds that he never talks about, although women are usually impressed by them.
Clothes and Equipment: Expensive, custom tailored clothes. He's fairly rich and carries around a shiny knife. The clothes are armored, but the plates are well hidden.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 14, 2015 16:15:01 GMT -8
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Post by Robert Fletcher on Nov 10, 2015 13:49:22 GMT -8
Inside the butcher shop is, as Robert described it, gristly. There's not too much blood on the ground, but large chunks of meat are strung up on hooks. It takes a moment for the two to realize that about half the hanging pieces of meat are actually parts of a man. The watchman looks inside, a handkerchief over his face.
"You ladies alright in here? It's a bit much. If you're going to faint, please step outside. You don't want to disturb the crime scene."
He glances over his shoulder, then adds in a whisper:
"The mayor fainted when he went in here."
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Eve Lithian
Established
Roleplay posts: 20
Age: 100
Physical Description: Eve stands at the short height of 5 feet exactly. She has long curly scarlet hair and large amber eyes that stand out the most on her small face. She has very slender arms, yet her thighs are rather wide, giving her an almost pear shape despite her average bust.
As a Dragon Trainer, Eve owns a red, female drake(baby dragon)named Stiria. Stiria is only about 1 year, and is only about 3 feet long from the tip of her noes to the end of her scaly tail.
Clothes and Equipment: Eve usually wears her armor, and when she isn't she usually wears a pair of leather pants with a cropped, long sleeved blouse. She also has a favorite pair of leather boots she often wears.
As far as weapons go, she has her pet dragon Stiria, though she is still a hatchling. Eve is also very well trained in the arts of swordsmanship, favoring one handed blades as she is very agile and can move around quickly to strike her enemies.
Stiria can not yet blow any real amount of fire, though she is working on it. She cannot fly, but is an excellent climber and can glide gracefully down from trees where she catches birds. She does have razor sharp, 4 inch long teeth all throughout her mouth that can quickly tare out a person's throat.
Player's online availability : At least once a day, if not every other day. (but most likely for a good period of time everyday)
Registered: Nov 9, 2015 21:34:52 GMT -8
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Post by Eve Lithian on Nov 10, 2015 13:58:04 GMT -8
Eve tries not to giggle at the guards concern, as well as the Mayor's reaction. She took a deep breath and walked past Rosamond into the Butchery. She inspected the pieces of meat, trying to decide how the cuts were made. Still looking at the hook, she called back to the guard.
"How long ago did you say this particular murder took place, or was discovered..preferably both if the information is available." Stiria poked her nose out and sniffed at the meat, growling in response. Stiria never had a taste for human flesh..thankfully.
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 3:44:51 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2015 14:04:19 GMT -8
Rosamond reached into her bag and also drew out a handkerchief, holding it to her nose as she stepped inside. Like Eve, she wasn't thrown off by the gruesome sight, but the smell really was enough to make one's stomach churn.
Even so, Rosamond carefully moved inside. "It was two nights ago, or so Robert tells me," Rosamond said.
She moved over to some of the meat on the hooks and narrowed her eyes above where she held the hankie to her nose. She looked away from the body, however, and instead moved to the array of Butcher's utensils. Were any missing? Her gaze swept over them and the area, looking for things that were specifically out of place.
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Megan Zachurr
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 131
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 14:19:14 GMT -8
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Post by Megan Zachurr on Nov 10, 2015 14:06:27 GMT -8
Megan would come to the butchery the day after she'd arrived in town. She decided she'd help the people of Ozmodias find the identity of the cruel murderer that haunted them. When she entered she saw some people already here.
"Hello. I'm here about the killing."
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 3:44:51 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2015 14:25:04 GMT -8
Inside:
The butcher shop seems to be well-kept. Most surfaces are clean, and the blades look sharp. Rosa would notice a single empty slot on the knife block, which appeared to have contains a massive cleaver. The cleaver is nowhere to be found. Eve would see that the cuts were made smoothly with a very deft hand. The bones appear to have been broken off, rather than sawed. The chunks of flesh have all been expertly skinned, and there is not a scrap of skin to be found anywhere in the shop.
Outside:
The guards look up at the young mage with curiosity.
"Here about the killing? Another one? Are you one of those private-investigator sorts?"
They glance to the mayor, who's sitting on a bench feeding a white peacock. He nods, and the watchmen turn back to Megan,
"Well, go on inside. But I'm warning you, it's not a nice sight."
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Megan Zachurr
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 131
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 14:19:14 GMT -8
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Post by Megan Zachurr on Nov 10, 2015 14:30:54 GMT -8
"That's right. Thank you." Megan heads on in and greets those already inside. "Hey, you all investigating this too? I was told last night nobody else was really looking into it. I'm Megan, could you share with me what you know?"
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Eve Lithian
Established
Roleplay posts: 20
Age: 100
Physical Description: Eve stands at the short height of 5 feet exactly. She has long curly scarlet hair and large amber eyes that stand out the most on her small face. She has very slender arms, yet her thighs are rather wide, giving her an almost pear shape despite her average bust.
As a Dragon Trainer, Eve owns a red, female drake(baby dragon)named Stiria. Stiria is only about 1 year, and is only about 3 feet long from the tip of her noes to the end of her scaly tail.
Clothes and Equipment: Eve usually wears her armor, and when she isn't she usually wears a pair of leather pants with a cropped, long sleeved blouse. She also has a favorite pair of leather boots she often wears.
As far as weapons go, she has her pet dragon Stiria, though she is still a hatchling. Eve is also very well trained in the arts of swordsmanship, favoring one handed blades as she is very agile and can move around quickly to strike her enemies.
Stiria can not yet blow any real amount of fire, though she is working on it. She cannot fly, but is an excellent climber and can glide gracefully down from trees where she catches birds. She does have razor sharp, 4 inch long teeth all throughout her mouth that can quickly tare out a person's throat.
Player's online availability : At least once a day, if not every other day. (but most likely for a good period of time everyday)
Registered: Nov 9, 2015 21:34:52 GMT -8
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Post by Eve Lithian on Nov 10, 2015 14:33:43 GMT -8
Eve looked as the girl entered, walking over to and smiling. She held out her hand.
"My names Eve. I was looking at the flesh hanging on the hooks and it seems like the person knew what they where doing when they were cutting this poor man up. The bones however.." She looked to the meat hooks then back to the mage. "They weren't cut like the meat. They were broken. Hey Rosamond what did you find?" She called.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2015 18:04:48 GMT -8
The white-haired girl came forward from where she'd been examining the butcher's utensils. "One missing utensil, and I'm not a butcher's expert, but I didn't see one of those big cleaver things that butcher's usually use."
She smiled at Megan, or seemed to, as Rosamond was still holding the handkerchief up to her mouth and nose. Her eyes definitely warmed though, and all other movements in her face indicated a smile. Then it turned into a frown as her gaze wandered towards the huge flies that had come into the butcher's shop.
"He probably used the meat cleaver to break the bones. It's what most butchers do, actually. And if the skin was flayed off that well, it would make me think that the murderer is some sort of leather-worker. Or a doctor."
Rosamond held her hand out to Megan. "I'm Rosamond, the mayor's cousin. No one WAS looking into this. We just started." She gestured to Eve.
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Megan Zachurr
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 131
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 14:19:14 GMT -8
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Post by Megan Zachurr on Nov 10, 2015 18:22:57 GMT -8
"Well met. I come Aaedan in the east." Megan examines were the body was. "Which order was this death? Was it the first one?"
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Raulio Fletcher
Committed
Roleplay posts: 68
Age: 28
Clothes and Equipment: A white jacket and pants, a tool kit, a lyre, a notebook and pencil, and a pouch of coffee and green tea candy
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 19:52:13 GMT -8
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Post by Raulio Fletcher on Nov 10, 2015 18:57:57 GMT -8
"And then, the hero of the story marches down the hill, in a brilliant suit of armor... no that's no good. Heroes always dress like that. Need something different."
He continued to scribble in his notebook while scarcely taking in the scenery, until finally his pace was interrupted by multiple people surrounding a butcher shop. The presence of police suggested a murder. Perfect inspiration for a short story!
That's when he noticed Rosamond. "Oi, cousin! How are you? What's going on?"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2015 19:04:52 GMT -8
She was about to suggest that they take another look around the shop just to make sure they didn't miss anything when the sound of Raulio caught her ears. She glanced out side the open door and laughed behind the handkerchief she had up to her face.
"Raulio?! What are you doing here?" she asked and stepped around the hanging pieces of meat in the crime scene to step outside. She lowered the handkerchief a little and breathed in the salty, low-tide air of the city but didn't cross the police line. After all, she intended on going back in and having another look around.
"Are you running away from vows of matrimony, too?" she asked. "Oh, this? Murder! Some fiend has already killed three people. Mr. Butcher was the first, followed by Ms. Baker and Mr. Candlestick-Maker. I'm helping to find the ripper," she said, and then turned.
"Robert should be around here somewhere-- Oh! Robert! Look who's in town?!" She waved to the Mayor sitting with his leashed peacock.
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Robert Fletcher
Dedicated
Robert's assistant: https://i.imgur.com/mvP7J3d.png
Roleplay posts: 376
Age: 22
Physical Description: White hair, fancy clothes, strong jawline. Robert is fairly attractive, but thinks he's much more handsome than he actually is. He has scars on his chest from stab wounds that he never talks about, although women are usually impressed by them.
Clothes and Equipment: Expensive, custom tailored clothes. He's fairly rich and carries around a shiny knife. The clothes are armored, but the plates are well hidden.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 14, 2015 16:15:01 GMT -8
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Post by Robert Fletcher on Nov 10, 2015 19:08:39 GMT -8
Robert looks up from feeding Bennik and walks over to the two of them.
"Oh hey! What a coincidence! What are the odds of both of you being in town at the same time?"
He peeks at what Raulio's painting.
"Still drawing things, Raulio? You always were the artistic sort. Maybe you should paint me and Bennik."
Bennik the peacock squawks. Robert turns back to Rosa.
"Anyway, Rosa. Find anything interesting? I hope you've seen that there's nothing in there for you to figure out, and that you should go home before you get hurt."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2015 19:10:23 GMT -8
A watchman walks inside to where Eve and Megan still stand, and addresses Megan's question.
"Oh, he was the first. Are you done here? It's time to remove the bits. People have started to complain about the smell."
He glances around with a look of distaste.
"Find anything?"
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Raulio Fletcher
Committed
Roleplay posts: 68
Age: 28
Clothes and Equipment: A white jacket and pants, a tool kit, a lyre, a notebook and pencil, and a pouch of coffee and green tea candy
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 19:52:13 GMT -8
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Post by Raulio Fletcher on Nov 10, 2015 19:22:00 GMT -8
"Mind if I tag along? Perhaps my artistic skills will come in handy. And I'm looking for inspiration for a short story."
Before he even said this he had already started taking notes. "The handsome young woman and her plucky mage companion were gathering up what they had learned. The air was full of apprehension, and the foul stench of death..."
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Megan Zachurr
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 131
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 14:19:14 GMT -8
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Post by Megan Zachurr on Nov 10, 2015 19:43:36 GMT -8
"I would like to know about the other victims, if they were killed in a similar way, if it was the same murder weapon. It would also be beneficial to know who visited Mr. Butcher on the day of his death or if he had any enemies. I have to wonder what the reasoning is for why they picked these people to kill, if it was random or if they're all connected." Megan put her hand on her chin and thought of the information that needed to known. She twirled her staff around and pointed it at the remains, adressing the watchman. "Just a moment sir, just one last measure I'd like to take before you clean this up. I'd like to check for any traces of magic, though i doubt I will find anything, this is just in case."
Megan would use Eulux to amplify her magic detection capabilities.
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