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Nothing was heard. But he had to believe that she was still alive. He had to believe that If she could speak that she would have Paul end this. And really, he didn’t trust Ehvar to keep some deal made with authorities. Would Lissa be able to sleep knowing he could just change his mind at any moment? No… he couldn’t accept that. But he could accept the offer to go first. “Thank you,” Desmond replies mockingly. He draws the three foot katana out, a traditional Doman swordsman weapon. He poises himself, feet planted where they needed to be, and then he arcs the blade in an upward motion as he steps once forward. An easy enough attack to block, but it would pack incredible force behind it based on his footwork.

A moment of silence and perhaps even tension was in the air. Had they guns this would be one hell of a standoff. Finally, Paul doesn’t give the male more room for his escape. Instead he works his coat off and, at the same, calling out. “Lissa!” He yells. “Do you hear me? I’ll be right upstairs, I promise.” He hoped that somehow she could make some noise for him. Now that Paul’s coat has fully hit the floor a blade is revealed at the back of his waist, though he does not draw it. His hand merely rests on the hilt. He glares for a moment at Ehvar. “Alright, let’s dance you and I.”

A fierce look was given to Ehvar from the bottom of the stairs. Paul’s eyes reflected weeks of torment that was in possession of the victim’s before they died, save Synverva. He didn’t answer Ehvar’s mocking questions. It was pointless and further, Paul was not going to let him think he was in control. He didn’t hesitate in his reply, however. “I need to know she’s alive. So before you try and be my psychologist, why don’t you be a good negotiator and show me proof of life. After that, then we’ll talk.” He takes a couple steps toward the stairs and then stops. “Oh, and one more thing. I better like what I see.”

The images that entered Paul’s mind now were not good. Gridania? And he had to make his way from Limsa Lominsa. It made him think that he should have used alternate means to get to Lissa. After what seemed like hours, Paul finally found the manor that was abandoned, just as Leto said it would be. So this is where it all happened. It was a fitting location, because it would end here. But not for Lissa or Desmond, it would end for Ehvar. Standing before the manor Paul looked it up and down once. Then he said in a whisper, “See you soon, Ehvar.” Paul rushes up to the manor and in one devastating kick knocks the door open in splinters. It drew the attention of two individuals inside. They quickly made their way to him and they weren’t asking questions. The first used hand to hand to attack Paul, but he blocked once, then twice, and in the second block unsheathed a blade and swiped at the individual’s throat. He watched his life leave his body all over the floor. The second now approached Paul with a set of daggers. He blocks two swipes, dodges a third, counters with a slash at the target’s belly. He screams in pain and then the blade silences him as it pierces his skull from his lower jaw. Now Paul listens carefully for any noises, something that would indicate where Ehvar was holding Lissa.

“Sure, kid. Look, you’ve been a lot of help,” Paul says as he walks up to the teen, hand extended. If he shook his hand, Paul would tighten his grip, yank him forward, and then send his other elbow into the teen’s face to crush his nose. “That’s for Lissa’s coeurl!” He then makes haste to his next destination. Time was not an ally in this case and he could not waste Lissa’s time.

Ribbon Maker Spree Interrupted By Survivor ~ B.H. Tyler The count keeps climbing and at an alarming rate with this Ribbon Maker. While he claimed another, it was outside his tastes for miqo’te and she was able to fight her way out of being a victim. A source close to this case revealed that the survivor is a midlander hyur by the name of Synerva Devereux. She was able to fight herself free from Ehvar, a miqo’te keeper. This is the same one who is wanted in connection to the Ribbon Maker spree. Sources say that Ehvar was wounded in the fight, two are dead, and a couerl was wounded mortally and a second dead. Synerva nor Inspector Desmond were available for questions. In fact, Desmond is nowhere to be found. But is this the break that authorities need? Will this finally be the end to a long spree of victims and murders? As soon as any news is available on this heinous case it will be reported.

The kid was scared, it was obvious. Poor kid, Paul thought to himself. He glanced around some more as he says: “Look, I don’t care about some dead animals and I know you didn’t do the rest. I’m here for one reason only. Lissa and Ehvar. Where are they?”

Not only had Paul read the note for him from his friend, Synerva. He had also learned that she had been abducted and nearly a victim of Ehvar. If he was going to take her, it confirmed one thing: it is personal. Now he will go for Lissa, if he hasn’t already. Synerva was quick with the details and Paul wasted no time making his way to the storehouse. Dammit Lissa, why didn’t you wait? We were supposed to find a plan together. Don’t you know what he’ll do to you? Paul’s voice echoed in his mind and after that last question he himself came to terms of what will happen. And the fact that Lissa knew... But she said she trusted him. Now Paul could not break that trust. He needed to find her. He had to. He couldn’t afford this loss, not with Lissa. Riding fiercely, he had made his way to the storehouse. It matched Synerva’s description. He leaped off his steed and walked the rest of the small distance to the storehouse. Not seeing anyone outside he moves inside. Just as Synerva told him he would, he found the bodies of her carnage. He didn’t blame her, how could he? She fought in self defense. Just then he heard some noise. “Lieutenant Desmond,” he introduces himself. “Come out!”

Why wasn’t the doc in the morgue? And where was her latest report? He hadn’t heard from her all day, which was odd. As he makes his way into his office, the inspector notices a file on his desk. As he glances over it he notices is it the doc’s report from the crime scene dubbed ‘false bride.’ He rushes out to the squad room, rather flustered. “How long has this report been on my desk? Dammit, we’re at eight! Eight woman brutalized. I don’t care how minor you think it is, if this floor so much as cracks, I want to know immediately!” No one says anything in reply. However, the report had been there since the night before. As he moves back to his office, he looks the report over and notices a detail. The seeds from the last crime scene. They came from Summerford Farms. The world nearly froze as realization hit. “Oh no…” As he runs out of his office he yells to his sergeant, “Get the squad and meet me at Summerford Farms!” Arriving first at the scene, it does take the inspector some time before he sees Sireh arched against the rock. He quickly makes his way down to get a look. Maybe he was wrong, maybe it wasn’t her. But he was right and it was her. Sireh, the innocent pathologist, who just didn’t want to be alone, was brutalized like those before her. He notices all the details that are changed including the fact that he could recognize her face. His fists clench as he is knelt beside the body and he strikes the ground. He sees all the details were meant for him. He took something from him and then left it in a place he was fond of. The anger swelled inside. “I’m coming for you,” he whispers fiercely.

Medical Examiner Newest Victim In Ribbon Maker Spree ~ B.H. Tyler

Nebbs! Your RP Connections topic is a great idea and a brilliant way to encourage RP and character growth

Viper Claims Another Criminal ~ B.H. Tyler It was a surprise to many that the case for Eadwin Harper was dismissed due to a lack of evidence. Most of it was circumstantial in the case. Nevertheless, the man accused for multiple offenses against children was released back to the public. This person seemed to escape justice, but was he guilty? Apparently the Viper believes he was. Eadwin Harper was found dead in his home just last evening. Sources confirm based on the amount of decay that took place that he has been dead for two days before he was found. Another source gave details of the burtal murder. Yes, the Viper's typical poison of paralysis was delivered, but what took place was unsightly. Eadwin was dismembered below the waist in a brutal fashion. Because of the nature of torture that took place and the fact that his was a suspect in multiple children abductions, Inspector Desmond was on scene. He was not available for a statement. In Eadwin's basement many cages were set up to house his victims. One was there that night. A little girl at the tender age of eleven was held against her will. For what we can only imagine. Did this lead to the nature of Eadwin's death? What caused the brutality delivered here? And was the Viper correct about Eadwin's guilt? The little girl, Kini, did give a statement to authorities. She said a man in black and a lady in a dark hood rescued her and brought her to her parents. Does the Viper have an accomplice?

"In her own bed," the inspector said in an angry whisper. His fists clenched and shivers went down his spine. He wasn't scared. No, not Desmond. The man was absent of fear. What was the cause of his shivers was the anger that pulsed through his body with every heartbeat as his eyes surveyed the crime scene. Like he did with all the recent ones, his mind played through what he knew happened. He could see it taking place vividly and this only served to fuel the emotion of hatred that swelled in his heart. "Collect the seeds. All of them. Test them all, dust them, and find out where they are sold and farmed." His command was obeyed by two officers designated to collect important evidence of the scene. They knew the normal procedure of what to collect, but Desmond needed to make sure his mind was spoken. He approaches the bed where the gritty scene told its tale. "What can you tell us? How are you going to help us? Tell me you fought back, that you have a message for us..." He pleaded to the victim. Though she lay there void of life, her blood screamed for justice. In some cases, the victim would make efforts to fight back which, in turn, would give Desmond and his team what they needed to put Ehvar away for life. Sadly, as Paul looked over the victim, he found no such detail. Further examination, however, did reveal the missing finger. "Her ring finger is missing... I doubt it’s around but cover the entire apartment. This gown... he had here wear it for his sick game. Find the clothes she had on when she let him in." "How do you know she let him in?" "I feel it in my gut." After a search is commenced outside the bedroom, a call to the inspector is made from his sergeant. "Captain! You need to see this." The folded clothes were found as well as the envelope. "Open it, carefully." The key is revealed. They deduce that it must fit the music box that is playing that incessant tune. Desmond and the sergeant find the inevitable: the ring with the ribbon attached. The sergeant states what they're thinking, "Probably from the last victim. We'll test it to make sure." "He's sending us a message. It's a game to him. We won't find the finger here. Make sure to see if any parts of her clothes have been torn or cut off." Desmond reaches to the music box and stops the tune. He looks over the victim again. By now the pathologist was making her routine examination before moving the deceased. "What is it, inspector? I know that look..." she says from the other side of the false-bride. "This isn't her gown. Find out where it came from." He turns to look out the window. Rain was now pouring down outside and it slightly tattered against the window from the gusts of wind parading through the air outside. "What? No inappropriate comments?" She continues her initial examination. Desmond doesn't answer. He's quiet, staring out the window. Finally, after a few moments he sadly says: "This is a horrible day for rain."

Ribbon Maker Claims Eighth Victim! ~ B. H. Tyler It is every bride's dream to live happily ever after. Sadly, an unnamed victim will not get her happily ever after. First responders describe the scene as 'sick, twisted' as the Ribbon Maker plays his game, undoubtedly taunting the investigators and, vicariously, the public. The scene this time was littered with seeds. The victim, according to one source, was dressed in a bride's gown that was not her own. Her ring finger was amputated and seems to have been kept as a souvenir.

Never met IC, never chatted, but I did take a look at your character wiki and what I can say is below. Your writing is polished, easy to read, and your vocabulary is impeccable. Just from reading through your wiki I can tell RPing with you would be fun.

His linkshell sounded off. His unit was trying their damnedest to get in touch with Paul. "Inspector, you need to get to Gridania immediately." "What is it?" "He struck again. There's another miqo'te brutalized at the Carline Canopy." Making haste, Paul arrived on the scene as quickly as he could. He found his sergeant and two other officers on the scene. "Inspector Desmond, it matches our guy, with some differences." "Alright, I'll have a look around." Stepping around the room, Paul relives the scene. The images go through his head. The drinking of wine, the lipstick on the miqo'te and how she looked. Did she know what she was getting into? How little did she know that it would end so brutally for her. Her face was beaten so that she was unrecognizable. Her clothes were equally unrecognizable, torn to shreds. He moves to the wine glasses, bends down, looks at them, and then sniffs them. "Get these bagged, I want the contents tested and I want to know where it came from and how much it cost. I want to know its godsdamned recipe. Nothing left out." "Yes, sir!" Officers move to carefully collect that and other evidence that he points out. Paul's gaze moves to the clock. He doesn't pay as much attention to the time as he does to what's on the clock. He moves closer and inspects it. The color does not match the current victim. "This too, take this and compare it with our last victim's clothes. Something tells me we aren't going to like the result." Moving around the bed, Paul says, “Sergeant, I’d like you to head downstairs and see if anyone remembers seeing our victim with anyone. Alright? You know the procedure.” “You can count on me, Lieutenant.” Now he is looking at the girl’s face. "She must have been beaten to death." Now the pathologist enters and says, "That will be up to me and what I put in my report. But yes initial examination does suggest severe blunt force trauma to the head." "When are you going to cut the doctor talk and let me buy you a drink?" "When you start acting like a gentleman, now get out of my way." Tossing up his hands, Paul grins and says, "Yes, ma'am." As she examines the body Paul continues to look around. His nose picks up a familiar scent. "You smell that, doc?" "It's rather stale..." "Don't forget to test the body for foreign toxins. In fact, let's do the full workup. I want to know what she ate for breakfast this morning." "Is that what you like to know about a girl?" "How else am I supposed to know what to make her for breakfast after she spends the night with me?" "You're impossible." "I'm actually very probable." "Inspector, there is nothing more for you to do here. We know the procedure. Don't you have a wife to go home to?" "I thought I would but I don't. Besides, I'd rather be here and hit on you while you examine a body. It gets me off." "Impossible," she says again with a grin all while examining the body. After all the evidence was collected; ribbon, glasses, body, bed sheets, dusts for fingerprints... the body was moved to the morgue for further examination.

Ribbon Maker Strikes Again, Victim Found Dead ~ B. H. Tyler Reports like this are never easy to read nor are the easy to write. It is with trembling hands that I write this now. A few nights ago, it was confirmed that the Ribbon Maker left behind another victim, this time in Gridania. Autopsy reports confirm that the victim, whose name is still unknown, was violated before she was brutally beaten to death by blunt force trauma to the head and face. This lends to the difficulty of trying to identify her. The report also shows that she was heavily drugged before she died. The drug is unknown at this time. A source also confirms that the one responsible is taking pieces of clothing as a souvenir and then leaving it as a ribbon somewhere near his next victim (which has sparked his infamous title). What is worse is that this is not his first victim. He has left a trail of six prior and none are left alive. How long will it be before authorities make their arrest and keep this monster from terrorizing women? Inspector Desmond, who is the captain of the Special Crimes Division, was available for a statement, which is quoted below. “We are doing everything we can to catch the person responsible for this most heinous trail of crimes. We understand the public’s concern and assure you that every step is being taken to make sure we get this guy in a vice that he possibly can’t escape. That being said… we know that he specifically targets female miqo’te. Please, if you see this male miqo’te, Ehvar, do not engage him. Contact the local authorities immediately.” A sketch of Ehvar can be seen at the end of this article. While Inspector Desmond’s record in closing cases is rather impressive, many citizens are concerned with how much time is passing while innocent miqo’te are brutalized. Let’s hope the authorities apprehend Ehvar soon...

This is a very responsible decision. I applaud you!

Heh, I find the Quicksand to be a big Mexican standoff, RP-style. No one is willing to make a move until another does. Just my observation. That said I am planning to make an effort to do some public RP in and around there for plot and rumor purposes. I'll keep an eye out for you ;-)

The Fated Inn is a great place to flesh out character development, too. At least I found that with Paul...

It was fun RPing with you Sapphire! I enjoyed meeting both characters!

Brass Blades Assaulted, Prisoner Escapes ~ B.H. Tyler It has been reported by officials in the Brass Blades office that two nights ago they were assaulted by a single individual. Several eye-witnesses and victims of the assault report that a man in black walked into the office and subdued several guards. All reports match descriptions of this being the masked vigilante we’ve come to know as Viper. Interesting to note is that no one was killed. In fact, none of the methods of attack seem to match our ruthless criminal executioner. What is important to note, however, is that a single prisoner was freed from her cell. She is known as M’lissa Keht and is wanted in connection to the murder of Ludovic Descateaux. One of the guards was found at the scene with a number of slashes. These have been confirmed to be done by daggers and were laced with a poison that causes the victim severe pain until it eventually wears off. There is no antidote and the victim is still recovering. Now the Viper is wanted by Brass Blades and the Immortal Flames. M’lissa Keht is being sought after by Inspector Paul Desmond. He was on the scene to assist the Brass Blades in connecting the Viper to the attack, but it is not his mode of operation. It is believed that Keht dealt the poison to the slashed guard. For unknown reasons the Viper freed Keht. While Inspector Desmond is not investigating the Viper, he is looking for Keht in order to tie a recent string of serial murders to the murder of Ludovic. Sources confirm that he recently filed to have her transferred to Maelstrom custody but the transfer never made it to the cell warden. If the Viper or Keht are seen, they are asked to contact their local authorities or Inspector Desmond, respectively.

Aya is one of those RPers that I'd love to RP with but never get the chance or get swallowed by something. Regardless, great character, great player, great advice on the forums.

Lady Krist is one of the most welcoming people I've seen here. Keep it up!

*comes out of lurk mode* Repetition for emphasis: Have a kind but frank OOC chat. Be open and honest. Nebbs had some great lines of thought for the conversation. Give it a couple weeks after that and if there is no improvement... Hell, I'd move on. There, I said it. There are larger things in life to be anxious and stressed about.