by GressgrinAST » Sun May 17, 2015 9:10 am
Username: adventureswordtora
Name: Interrogate 'Imogen' Sanarin
Gender: Female
Why are they upset?: Interrogate is a world-class detective, known throughout the land for her can-do attitude and near perfect success rate. No case is too difficult, no criminal too sneaky, no job too stressful- Interrogate won't stop at anything if it means winning.
A few days ago, there was a robbery in a nearby town. Citizens told tales of a mask-wearing shadowy figure with a deep, booming voice and a black mask covering his eyes. Interrogate was immediately called to the scene of the crime, the mayor of that town knowing how good she was known to be and acting upon that knowledge, but didn't find any clues as to where the shadowy figure might be or who they truly were.
Interrogate was devastated. For so long, she had been famous for never failing to catch a criminal, but after two months of searching in vain, Interrogate was on the brink of giving up; and give up she did.
A little while after she had given up, global news stated that the criminal had been caught by the mayor of the town. "It was really quite an easy task," the mayor sighed. "I'm quite surprised that that detective didn't figure it out... What was her name again? Interoperability or something? Whatever it was, she doesn't deserve her world-class title."
Interrogate was shocked speechless. She had lost her job, her fame, her... everything. Nothing left mattered.
Where did they get the items?:
A little while after losing her job, Interrogate - then going by the name Imogen - ran into a traveling merchant. Among the merchant's goods was a fine set of handcrafted yellow jewellery, going for what would be an understatement to call 'a hefty price'. Interrogate felt, instinctively, that she had to move along, but some little part inside of her head made her stay.
Interrogate regarded the jewellery with an uninterested gaze, her eyes hiding all signs of love for the fine set. Suddenly, the merchant spoke up.
"You lookin' at that, missy? Yes, that's a fine set if I've ever seen one. Hand-crafted with love and care," she spoke in a gruff voice. Interrogate simply responded by rubbing two 'fingers' together. "How much, you ask?" Interrogate nodded. "Well, for you, missy... since I'm feeling kind... go ahead. Take it, free of charge." Interrogate started, her eyes wide. "Yeah, you heard me. Now get outta here before I change my mind."
Last bumped by gecko on Sun May 17, 2015 9:10 am.