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Completed Missions

  • Packages Delivered: 25
  • Overdue Books Returned: 33
  • Nemeses Captured: 0
  • Secret Plans Revealed: 2
  • Artifacts Unearthed: 4
  • Journal Pages Found: 0
  • Brass Rings Won: 0

Detective Biography

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There are many paths that lead us all to who we are now. I’ve been asked to tell you what led me to here, to both who and what I am – a Sleuth.

If we’re going to do this you’re going to need to keep the drinks coming and let me do this in my own time.

You see I tend not to think to much about my past, there’s to much there that haunts me. So much that I am either running away from or plain hiding from.

I do still remember the day I chose to become a Sleuth as though it were yesterday. I force myself to remember that day every morning. The fire and anguish and desire for revenge and justice burn as strongly now as they did then.


I stand looking down at the coffin as the diggers slowly refill the grave that they so recently cut. Tears roll down my cheek as I watch my father being sealed into the ground. I stand there for over an hour thinking of all the things I had never said, would never be able to say. Then I look slowly up.

The police say that he was murdered by the Dies Arcanum Brotherhood. They say they will continue looking but the factions are notoriously impossible to break in to.

It had taken me less than a day of “gently” intimidating the Townies of New York to find out the name of the Brotherhood’s assassin that had killed him. Once I had that a bribe to the Order of Socrates had supplied me with a time and place where the assassin could be found.

The time was less than five minutes away, the place this very cemetery.

I whisper a silent prayer and a simple vow to my father “I will kill him”. My hand grips the revolver in my coat pocket tighter during strength and resolve from the deadly weapon.


Finding and killing the assassin had been the easy part. Evading both the police and the Dies Arcanum Brotherhood followers sent to track me down was harder. Fleeing New York was almost impossible. I eventually managed to stow away on a cargo ship bound for my first home, England.


That’s the part that I can force myself to remember. The rest I usually try to forget.


Order o Socrates:  Fair(3)
Arcanum Brthrhd:  Fair(5)
Cosa Nostra:  Neutral(0)
Eastern Triads:  Neutral(0)
Circle of Light:  Fair(5)
Green Hand:  Fair(9)
The Tea Steepers:  Great(50)
Shangri La Tigers:  Terrible(-50)


Priest (New York)
Banker (New York)
Fortune Teller (London)
Podiatrist (London)
Tea Merchant (Shanghai)
Calligraphist (Shanghai)
Tailor (Delhi)
Bartender (Delhi)
Fortune Teller (Cairo)
Rug Merchant (Cairo)

Arch Villains

Drogo "the Weasel" Xu

Dragutan "Two Thumbs" Panzer

Godfrey "Snake Eyes" Derringer

Doctor Silvana Zhou

Omar "the Viper" Aryaman

Admiral Olaf von Schneider

Captain Madonna Thorn

Lady Hemlok Boucher

Madame Isabella Mahendra

Admiral Medea Minx

Lizzie "the Spider" Belphegore

Madame Isabella Thorn

Cruella "the Snake" Frost

Alexander "the Hawk" Thorn

Karl "the Spider" Dark

Narcisse "Snake Eyes" Scroggs

Books Collected

The Mysterious Affair at Styles
Agatha Christie

Secret Adversary
Agatha Christie

The Hound of the Baskervilles
Arthur Conan Doyle

A Scandal in Bohemia
Arthur Conan Doyle

The Adventure of the Empty House
Arthur Conan Doyle

Martin Hewitt, Investigator
Arthur Morrison

The Mystery of Marie Roget
Edgar Allan Poe

The Murders in the Rue Morgue
Edgar Allan Poe

A History of Indian Philosophy
Surendranath Dasgupta

The Moonstone
Wilkie Collins