Watch

CASE STATUS: Solved.

CASE STATUS: Solved.

This details the list of Combat Instructors within the Watch tasked with training and refining the combat skill of Watchers for the better protection of Bree and the watchers themselves.

Combat instructors"
All fields of Combat:
Aegrandor.

Melee:

Ranged:

Specialized Combat:

Dearest, 
Captain Yisabelle Blackboar,

Regrettably, I've found myself too preoccupied to contact you directly - however, I did find the time to write down the events that transpired the other night (I hope to save you the trouble of having I re-write it)

In the hour just before midnight, I came into contact with the man called, "Ash" the name was obtained during a previous encounter with the man, not that evening). Ash was in the company of an unfamiliar, excitable blonde woman, who's name eludes me.

CASE STATUS: Resolved.

This letter won't be shown to any eyes beyond that of the Watch members IC-ly for investigation purposes.

A small envelope addressed to Captain Yisabelle Blackboar is tucked neatly inside her delegated pigeon hole. The Captain's name is signed with impressive calligraphy, the loopy letters overlapping each other, tangled up in self-entitled grandeur. Opening the letter, a sharp eye would easily deduce that the letter was in fact written by the Bree-town Ripper.

Garton is a notorious criminal who keeps worming his way through the legal system of Bree to continue his streak of crime and violence through the lands. He somehow managed to convince the mayor he was not Garton, but in fact a man named Stretch. I know the irony here, that I nick-named him this before I ever became a watcher. And addressed him as such when I saw him, I now realize why he said yes, it was him when I called him by that name. Because he knew I would, and refrained from responding to his actual name. 

The presence of assassins in Bree has been increasing as of late, or so the rumors and suspicions tell. Though this is usually just talk amongst the gossipers, a witness brought evidence to us that a woman was speaking of an assassination plot with another in the kitchen of the Prancing Pony not long ago. I find it odd, that this happened the same time both she and another man quite obviously was attempting to get me to have a drink. It was very obvious in fact, I suspect they planned to lace it with poison. 

August 19th, 2014