Paths of the Damned, Pt. 2: Rats in the Walls

[Mr_Spicoli]

Durmedin carefully searches through the library, examining all of the shelves and lightly ruffling through the books. He even pulls on them to uncover any hint of the old "hidden book lever that opens a secret door" trick.

He will carfeully examine the area around the windows facing the guards patrol route. Looking at the walls, the sills, the curtains, the rugs(for tracks or clothes-particle fragments) etc. he will also examine what types of windows afre here, and the mechanism that locks/unlocks and opens them. He will ask the librarions if on the night of the guard's slaying, were the windows open, and if not were they locked? And if anyone checked the windows the following morning and found them in a different state then what they should have been.

[OOCerception test=7, http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=707844]

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Durmedin: The only unusual thing you find in the course of your investigation, between your searches and your conversations with the librarians, are three scratches on the window sill, towards the outside. It doesn't look like anything came in the library so much as something used the window as a perch to get an advantageous angle on the victim.

 

[Wilphe]

"It's a shame about Waldemar. Just married with a wee little girl. I hope you catch the killer."

"We certainly hope to. We understand nothing is missing, is there anything in the Library that someone may wish to read or copy without anyone knowing about it? Is that a possibility?"

[sblock] ooc: Perception test = 7 ! (two degrees of success) [/sblock]


Once outside and talking to rest, "Waldemar was killed first of all the victims. Given the abscence of any apparent motive, I'd suggest that this was a dry run, a practice killling, a scouting or something like that. Shall we speak to his family?"

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Winifred: "It's a possibility, but nothing valuable has turned up missing that we're aware of. We can check again and contact you if anything new turns up." Your search turns up nothing other than what Durmedin's search turned up.[sblock=Assumption]If no one has anything else to do here, I'll move this along to Waldemar's house tonight.[/sblock]

 

[Old Fezziwig]

[sblock=OOC]Or tonight. [/sblock]You track down Waldemar's house and widow. She's clearly distraught but, once shown the warrant, allows you in to check the body, which is wrapped in a light gauze. There is a puncture mark in the back of his neck, identical to Father Morten's wound, but there are no other signs of violence.

 

[Wilphe]

Winifred: "It's a possibility, but nothing valuable has turned up missing that we're aware of. We can check again and contact you if anything new turns up."

"Well that's it, nothing would be missing. I'm thinking that someone may have crept in here just to read, or make a copy of a text, then replace the original on the shelf."

 

[Lot]

Ottokar steps forward to speak to the widow, his head lowered respectfully.

"Ma'am. I'm sorry to bother you at this difficult time. We...we're trying to understand what happened to your husband. Who would want to hurt him? Did he have any enemies? Did he mention anything going on in his life that was unusual?"

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Winifred: [Wrapping up the library scene.] The librarian shakes his head, frustrated. "I'm sorry, but we don't necessarily have any way of checking to find out if nothing's missing or nothing was unusual."

Ottokar: She tries her best to answer all your questions, but she has no information to give you that you didn't get from the guards at the Collegium — naturally, she knew her husband more intimately, and it shows, but the broad strokes of her story match what you already know.

 

[Wilphe]

"Okay then, let's go and see what we can find about this unknown who died in the Old Quarter. That will also be nothing, but it's the only other lead we have right now."

 

[Lot]

Ottokar, after the fruitless interaction with the widow, rubs his eyes wearily.

"That's all we can do, I suppose. It's getting frustrating. We have body after body with no real clue to a culprit or even a distinct motive."

The young initiate rubs the small silver hammer he received from Father Morten absently as he speaks. Taking a deep breath, he reassumes a determined expression.

"Okay...let's go. I am not going to stop until we figure this out, so let's move on."