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Sleuth
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Experience: |
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70 |
Archetype: |
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Smart and Charming |
Age: |
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6614 days |
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female |
Background: |
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Freelance Investigative Reporter |
Sleuth Theme: |
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Shady Character |
Last Login: |
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Mar-21-2006 |
Account Status: |
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Inactive
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Subscription Status: |
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Unsubscribed |
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Equipment
Completed Missions
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Packages Delivered:
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Overdue Books Returned:
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Nemeses Captured:
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Secret Plans Revealed:
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Artifacts Unearthed:
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Journal Pages Found:
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Brass Rings Won:
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Detective Biography
I had a relatively comfortable life. I did what I loved most. I wrote and I fought for the truth. Raleigh, however isn't exactly broiling with scandelous crooks. The occasional robbery and sometimes a murder was what I covered. So, I was off duty most of the week. I look back now and wonder if it really was worth leaving.
New York City was just what I was looking for. Festering with crimes so wretched and hateful. I was scared to open the door at night, knowing that just down street was the headquarters for ruthless gangs. But life continued and I worked seven days a week, having a total of twelve hours to solve difficult cases. It was murder.
I had gotten engaged to a man caught up in many deals, some which were a little less than legal. But I didn't care. Being young and naive, I saw a knight in shinging armor extending his hand to me. I was blind to the truth for once.
In reality he was balding obese man who's eye, which seemed to be searing into my heart, actually rested on my bosum. I was not his only mistress. There were others who were arrested by his charm.
But when one of his many lady aquaintences was murdered, my suspicions could not help, but fall on my knight. And my suspicions were confirmed when he came to me that very night, with crimson stainging his blue polyester suit and his sandy mop of hair.
Seeing my expression of horror seemed to spark an inhuman rage in him. He chased me, through the house, a frightening look of insanity plastered upon his face. I shall never forget that night, when I plunged into a strangers car screaming for them to drive as my purserer got into his car to follow.
We lost him while nearing the police headquarters, but that look of insanity still follows me. I quit my job and took up a profession as a detective, determined to find him, and put him to justice.
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Politics
Order o Socrates:
Poor(-3)
Arcanum Brthrhd:
Poor(-3)
Cosa Nostra:
Fair(8)
Eastern Triads:
Neutral(0)
Circle of Light:
Neutral(0)
Green Hand:
Neutral(0)
The Tea Steepers:
Neutral(0)
Shangri La Tigers:
Neutral(0)
Contacts
None
Arch Villains
None Caught
Books Collected
None
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