Sleuth Home - Detective Alister Bane

Title:
Old Shoe
Experience:
1010300
Archetype:
Tough and Smart
Age:
3861 days
Gender:
male
Background:
Disillusioned Police Detective
Sleuth Theme:
The Green Hand
Last Login:
Dec-22-2016
Account Status:
Inactive
Subscription Status:
Unsubscribed
 
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Equipment

Leather Eye Patch Lions Head Cuff Links The En Garde Full Length Possum Coat Black Dress Shoes

Completed Missions

  • Packages Delivered: 3
  • Overdue Books Returned: 6
  • Nemeses Captured: 0
  • Secret Plans Revealed: 0
  • Artifacts Unearthed: 0
  • Journal Pages Found: 1
  • Brass Rings Won: 0

Detective Biography

My name is Alister Bane, and I was once a detective for the police, until, well - let me start from the beginning.

I started out as your average rookie for the P.D., with an eye for noticing small details, and digging up info that my colleagues always seemed to "miss"; but above all else, I followed my gut.

I was moved up to detective so fast that I still have the blisters. It took me a few weeks to gain some bearing, but that was all I needed before I began to see the real colors of this "great city".

Dirty cops, mafia, and politicians, all with pockets so deep that the devil himself couldn't weasel his way out of 'em.

They told me to stay out of it - said I had potential to make something of myself, just so long as I played along with their tune for everyone to see; but I'm no musician.

His name was Theodore Bronson, a traveling salesman accused of second degree murder, but something wasn't right.

The victim: The late wife to the Chief of Police himself. He didn't seem too beat up about it, especially after receiving all that dough upon her untimely demise.

In his grief, he bought a new car, and a rock that could fit right in along side the Royal Crown Jewels. The diamond even came with a dame attached; which of course, only served to increase my suspicions.

After a bit of digging around, and a lot of shoving, my gut was right again.

Turns out, the good Chief was on the receiving end of some nasty threats of divorce; having everything, down to his fanciest rug, pulled right out from under him. All due to an incident involving Mrs. Chief of Police coming home early one evening from a bridge game, only to find an uninvited guest in her spot on the bed.

That's when Teddy entered the scene. I guess someone figured that nobody would miss one salesman, right?

Teddy was just a patsy, and I had the proof.

I ran to the courtroom as fast as I could where the rest of Teddy's natural life was about to be decided for him. By the time I had reached the stairs of the court building, I was panting like a dog, gripping my case file like it was the only thing left in my life that had any merit. Truth be told, it was.

Suddenly, there was a push and this god awful burn in my back, close to my shoulder, followed a split second later by a gunshot.

Next thing I knew, I was on the ground. I could feel my case file slipping out of my hand. Looking up, I saw that damned diamond, followed by the butt of a gun and a bright flash.

When I came to, time had passed. Teddy's execution had been expedited; it was done. I decided that the best thing to do was crawl into the bottom of a bottle and wait it all out. Local P.D. had cut me off. I was a wash up and I felt like it was time to fold - until an old friend came up to me with a job offer.

That's a whole 'nother story. . .

Nowadays, I work cases as a private investigator looking for honest pay, and maybe another drink.

Politics

Order o Socrates:  Fair(9)
Arcanum Brthrhd:  Poor(-2)
Cosa Nostra:  Poor(-2)
Eastern Triads:  Poor(-3)
Circle of Light:  Fair(4)
Green Hand:  Good(10)
The Tea Steepers:  Neutral(0)
Shangri La Tigers:  Neutral(0)

Contacts

Tailor (New York)
Fortune Teller (New York)
Waiter (London)
Podiatrist (London)
Waitress (Shanghai)
Calligraphist (Shanghai)
Concierge (Delhi)
Podiatrist (Delhi)
Captain (Sleuthetania)
Hairdresser (Sleuthetania)

Arch Villains

None Caught

Books Collected

Secret Adversary
Agatha Christie

The Mysterious Affair at Styles
Agatha Christie

The Hound of the Baskervilles
Arthur Conan Doyle

The Murders in the Rue Morgue
Edgar Allan Poe