Dominick, Shadow of the Blood Order
High speed chase Downtown Ithawell
"Ha! A mute! Well hope you know how to shoot." he nodded to the passenger glove compartment as he hopped back in the driver seat. He wasted no time as he went speeding down the road in pursuit of his targets. Inside the...
Dominick, Shadow of the Blood Order
Downtown
Dominick did well to trail his target for many blocks, while he wasn't sure if he was unseen or not, but he did not care much for that. The man seemed simple enough, not much of a violent type and more of a homebody. He took many notes on the man...
Lord Dorren Drumm"The Red Hand" of Old Wyk
Harrenhal
"Ha! Then it'll be my pleasure to have you drunk by the night's end!" Dorren declared, a wide smirk on his face as he could almost taste the black beer just thinking about it. While not one for pretty words and elegant gestures, he believed...
Two squad cars pulled up outfront of the hospital. The detective leading three local sheriff's inside of the building. Giving the description to front desk, they were directed to where she'd gone and began to follow her trail.
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Lord Dorren Drumm"The Red Hand" of Old Wyk
The Crossroads Inn to Harrenhall
Dorren was surpised when the raven arrived at Old Wyk, inviting him and his household to the grand castle of Harrenhall for the historical union between house Stark and Baratheon. It was always Dorren's impression that...
Dominick grinned as he watched the man walk away, they both in that moment letting eachother know they were in the same world. Yet it was odd, the members of the three packs of Ithawell wouldn't react to a member of the blood order in such a way. He was a oddball for sure and those were...
As the Detective gave out his orders to the Police force, Dominick finished the last of his cigarette enjoying the nicotine high that he knew will turn into a headache later. There was all types of movement and commotion surrounding the crime scene, but his eyes was always quick to catch the...
Dominick let out a deep sigh as he irritably tapped his finger on the wheel of his muscle car, he was heading back into Ithawell after failing to track any Werewolves or any members of the pack for that matter. He'd phoned in to a few of his associates in the city who inform him of any...