Alice "Vulpe" Blake

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✠ Debriefing regarding the incident at Gallows Rock ✠
Interviewee: Messenger Alice Blake Interviewer: Advocate Micheal Wallace Date of Interview: August 5th, 2008

''The interview between Messenger Blake and Advocate Wallace occurs in Interview Room 15 of Temple Hall. The injuries Messenger Blake sustained in the course of the hunt at Gallows Rock are leaving her in visible discomfort. The collar of her Templar uniform is loosened and a bandage is visible around her neck. The only other visible indication of injury is a bandage wrapped over her right eye.''

Advocate Wallace: How are your injuries, Ms. Blake?

Messenger Blake: (Messenger Blake remains silent. Her arms are folded over her chest, her visible eye downcast.)

Advocate Wallace: ''I understand you must be uncomfortable, but you must understand this is proto-

Messenger Blake: Can we just get this over with?

Advocate Wallace: ''Of course. Apologies. Tell me, when did you first learn of the werewolf pack?''

Messenger Blake: Little more than a month ago. Someone sent a tip in, and Sonnac passed it onto me, considering my past experience. I've spent the time since then tracking the pack and preparing.

Advocate Wallace: ''And when did Follower's Northman and Ehrenfield ask to join you?

Messenger Blake: (Messenger Blake is silent. She looks back down at the table.) 'Bout a week or two before I was going to hunt. Pestered me until I said they could come.

Advocate Wallace: You didn't want them to accompany you.

Messenger Blake: Hell no I didn't! If I'm going on a hunt, last thing I want is a couple kiddies making all kind of ruckus and bringing all manner of attention down on me. Us.

Advocate Wallace: What happened after they convinced you?

Messenger Blake: I gave them a crash course on werewolves. What to do, what not to do. I told them to leave the heavy lifting to me. They, uh...(Messenger Blake pauses, unable to speak) They never quite got that part. They were really eager to prove themselves, you know? They wanted to show that they could handle a hunt.

Advocate Wallace: ''Did the fault lie with them? That the hunt went awry?''

Messenger Blake: (Messenger Blake is silent.)

Advocate Wallace: Messenger?

Messenger Blake: No. No, it wasn't just their fault. It was...it wasn't anyone's fault. That they found us, I mean. All my preparation and planning didn't mean shit. The wind changed, they caught our scent. Wasn't anything anyone could do. By that point we were past the point of no return. We were close enough for them to smell us, and that meant too close to run. I, uh...

Advocate Wallace: Please, continue.

Messenger Blake: Can't you just read this in my report?

Advocate Wallace: ''I'd like to hear it from you. Please, continue.''

Messenger Blake: The werewolves knew we were there by that point. Northman and Ehrenfield wanted to run, but I knew we'd never make it far. They caught us in the trees, maybe half a mile from the cave. I knew that running was pointless, so I tried to maybe buy some time. While I waded into the middle, I heard Northman cry out. Ehrenfield was dead before I could help. I barely managed to make it out myself. Which, (She motions to the bandage over her eye.) was easier said than done.

Advocate Wallace: You're lucky to be alive.

Messenger Blake: (Messenger Blake shrugs.)

Advocate Wallace: Indeed, you were very brave to risk yourself, even if it was in vain.

Messenger Blake: If you want to say that.

Advocate Wallace: What would you say?

Messenger Blake: I'd say that I just wanted to kill every wolf I could get my hands on. All I could think of was my parents, and I just...lost control. I was seeing red. I wasn't trying to be noble. I forgot I was supposed to be protecting people. I only snapped out of it when I heard Ehrenfield calling out to me, but it was already to late to save her by then. There was blood, just everywhere. Now that I think about it, I'm sure Northman was dead first. Ehrenfield was on the ground. I'm sure she was dead. It was chaos. I wanted to try for her anyway, but I was blindsided. I lost my eye, then I lost track of Ehrenfield. So I ran. I shot a path through and ran. (Blake is silent.) She might have been dead, but I should have made sure. I shouldn't have left her.

Advocate Wallace: Are you alright?

Messenger Blake: I should have saved her.

Advocate Wallace: What was the nature of your relationship with Follower Ehrenfield?

Messenger Blake: Personal. (Blake stands and moves toward the door.) Anything else, you can find in the report.

✠ Equipment ✠

 * One (1) Colt Walker w/ matte black finish and ivory grip


 * Thirty six (36) silver .44 ball


 * One (1) Colt 1851 Navy Revolver w/ matte black finish and polished wooden grip


 * Thirty six (36) .38 Short Colt silver bullets w/ six cylinder speed loader


 * One (1) 1853 Pattern Light Cavalry Sabre


 * One (1) Bowie knife w/ silver treated blade