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[ecthelion_of_gondolin]

Has spent the afternoon studying the crime scene; especially trying to make sense of the drawing, but nothing stands out as identifying the murderer yet


Dagnir: *asleep on Lio's desk*
Ecthelion: *comes into his office* Oh good.



Dagnir: *moves a giant paw  over his eyes as the light goes on*
Ecthelion: Cat.
Dagnir: mroooowwwl *other paw over the eyes*
Ecthelion: Did you know about the body?
Dagnir: what body? I see no body
Ecthelion: No? But you saw people in alleys, you said.
Dagnir: *gets up, going through the whole cat stretch routine* I see people. All people alive.
Dagnir: I no everywhere at once. Queen had nine of us, I just one cat.
Dagnir: maybe find nice girlcat? *cat version of a leer* Make you more spies
Ecthelion: Well, that could work... *actually finds himself considering that for a moment*
Dagnir: *purrs*
Ecthelion: *shakes his head* Well, you work on that, but I need to know more about the elves in the alleys. Can you find out who they are?
Dagnir: I follow one, tell you where they go
Dagnir: they no talk about bodies. They talk about sleep
Ecthelion: Sleep? Why sleep?
Dagnir: Why I know? I just see, I tell you.
Dagnir: *licks a paw for a moment* Eight. I see eight elves.
Dagnir: not human, Too big
Ecthelion: Elves. All right.
Dagnir: that help?
Ecthelion: It narrows things down a little. But yes, find the person.
Dagnir: which one you want me follow? One who talks most, or ones who say they do what needed?
Ecthelion: I suppose you can't do both...
Dagnir: hard enough finding them once. I busy cat. I have human to watch, food to eat, naps to take
Ecthelion: At least, try? Do one, and then the next?
Dagnir: *little nod, then hops down off the desk and paws at Lio's leg* fish?
Ecthelion: Yes. *puts down a package on the floor*
Dagnir: *gobbles at it*

Guard: *knocks on the office door*
Ecthelion: *calls out* Come in!
Guard: *comes in, taking a quick look around to see who his captain had been talking to but Dagnir had grabbed the fish in his mouth and hid behind the desk* Woman here to see you, about a violent elf.



Ecthelion: A violent elf? *oh, maybe about the murders!* Show her in!
Atimuma: *comes inside, looking nervous* Hello, sir. I just heard about the killing and thought it might be related...
Ecthelion: Please, yes, sit down.
Atimuma: *sits quickly, wondering why the room smells of fish* It was a bit ago, at the Drunken Maia. He tried to, well, kidnap another elf.
Atimuma: at knifepoint
Ecthelion: Another elf?
Atimuma: *nod* Neither were really regulars, so I didn't know their names. We had security escort the violent elf out.
Ecthelion: *makes note of this* Can you describe him?
Atimuma: *nods, describing a Noldor* He seemed to know the first elf, but I don't think he knew them in the way he thought he did
Ecthelion: Okay. Well. Can you keep your eyes open, and if you see either of these elves again, try to get names?
Atimuma: *nods* The elf that got attacked, he was with an elf I *did* get the name of. I don't remember the longer one, but the other bartender called him Finrod when we were talking about what happened
Ecthelion: *arches an eyebrow* Finrod?
Atimuma: that was the name. I'm sorry, I'm Haradrim, I'm glad I've been welcomed here but I'm still not sure who is who of the important names. But my co-worker seemed to think that was important.
Atimuma: There's more to the attack.
Ecthelion: Hmm? What else? *more notes*
Atimuma: the violent elf, he made it clear he was intending to rape his victim. And before we got him out of the bar, he had stopped because he thought the victim 'belonged' to Finrod.
Atimuma: but... that's not how things work here, is it?
Ecthelion: *shakes his head* Absolutely not!
Atimuma: good! Where I came from had enough problems
Ecthelion: I'll speak to Finrod about this. Thank you so much for coming in...
Atimuma: I hope I've helped. *bows to Lio and gets up to go*
Ecthelion: Wait, wait. I didn't get your name?
Atimuma: *holds out her hand* Atimuma. I prefer Ati.
Atimuma: I've seen you a lot. I don't think you ever noticed me
Ecthelion: *shakes her hand* I'm sorry for that. Pleased to meet you, Ati.
Atimuma: I work most nights at the Drunken Maia, if you need to find me for more questioning
Ecthelion: Thank you. I might stop in.
Atimuma: *bows again and leaves*

I wonder if that elf has anything to do with the murders. I must talk to Finrod.