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Lt. Rick Dryer

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About Lt. Rick Dryer

  • Kodiak Police Department

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  • Role
    Main Character
  • Playby
    Fred Dryer
  • Full Name
    Richard Frederick Dryer
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  • Profession
    Law Enforcement
  • Rank/Title
    CO / Operations Division
  • Birth Date
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Physical Description


Currently, he wears jeans and a pullover shirt with tennis shoes most of the time. He does maintain a wardrobe of slacks shirts ties and sportcoats and dress shoes.


He wears a Timex watch. Why wear something expensive that you'll just break.

Carries either a Kimber Classic Stainless .45 semi-automatic or a Smith & Wesson model 3913. He carries in a number of different methods.


Clean shaven, hair is manicured. Not a clean freak, but clean.

Traits & Characteristics

Personality Traits

  • (+/-) Rick can be a warm and caring person, or he can be hard and cold as the situation dictates.
  • (+) Highly focused, He had played a violent sport, and then took a violent job in the streets of a violent city, he is very capable of doing that job.
  • (-) Can be seen as rigid
  • (+) Rick is loyal to a fault.

Personality Details

Rick Dryer as a player was a total team player. He excelled at teamwork. This carried over into his police work where he was counted on sometimes in life and death situations. Though he could be a loner when undercover, he was always looking out for his partner, fellow officers and the innocent.


Current Employer

Kodiak Police Department

Rank: Lieutenant

Position: Supervisor, Operations Divisions

Former Employer(s)

Retired LAPD

Former NFL player

Dryer was recently hired hired by the KPD as a supervisor over the Operations Division which include Criminal Investigations.

From motorcycle officer to Detective Sergeant, his duties were to follow up on reported crimes, locate and arrest suspects.

As a Detective, he was also involved in many undercover assignments.

Professional Skills

  • Trained with a myriad of weaponry, electronic surveillance installing and using. Disguises when undercover.
  • Four-year degree in Criminal Justice.


Self Defense: Proficient shot. Some Karate.

Hobbies and Interests: Enjoys watching his old team play on Sundays in the fall. Maintains his fitness and his shooting ability.

Aliases / Nicknames



Current Residence

Inherited cabin on Kodiak Island, AK

Former Residence
Formerly Signal Hill CA.

Place of Birth
Bertholf, North Dakota

Kith & Kin


Ex-Wife: Married once to Lorraine Hudson who worked in the same division with him in Los Angeles, a secretary for LAPD. But life with a cop wasn’t all she thought it would be and the union ended in divorce just three years later, from 2001 to 2004, ending in divorce.

Father: Charles F. Dryer, passed away in 1998

Mother: Genevieve Noel Dryer Passed away in 2001


TBD via game play.

TBD via game play.

Life Events

Family History: Rick came from a very close family, being an only child he was doted on by not only his grandparents and parents but also by neighbors and family friends. His father was a systems analyst and his mother was a homemaker and mother.

Childhood Events

7/10/1978: Richard Frederick Dryer arrived in Bertholf, North Dakota. From birth through early childhood, Rick was happy and well adjusted. The only child of Charles F. Dryer and Genevieve Noel Clark. Raised in Bertholf, North Dakota, he attended EP Bertholf High School, winning a scholarship with his play to San Diego State. Rick Dryer was considered a maverick due to his playing style and was one in his own life. And he was a joker - on and off the football field. During the drills and games, Rick played the role of stand-up comic, something that carried over from his High School days.

1984: He was eager to learn as he entered school, having been helped along by his mother with reading.

1987: He got involved in Pop Warner Football at nine, and after being coached at different positions, he found his place on the defensive line. 

1992: Rick entered high school and was immediately assigned to the varsity team.

Major Life Events

August 1996

He arrived at San Diego State University on a full ride football scholarship. It was a culture shock at first, coming from a small mid-west town to the city of San Diego, but he adjusted quickly, not just the size of the community, but to the lifestyle of college and of Southern California. He excelled in classes and on the football field. He charmed the ladies and took up surfing. Life for him was good.

September 1996

Due to a player injury, Rick was thrust into the game and for the next three years, he remained on the starting roster.

April 2000

Rick is drafted by and plays three years for the New York Giants Football team. He has a hard time cracking the starting line up.

A former college football standout at San Diego State University where he majored in Criminal Justice and played defensive end. After a successful college career, Rick was a first-round draft pick of the New York Giants where he played for 3 seasons before finishing his 11-year career with the Los Angeles and Saint Louis Rams of the NFL.

April 2003

Rick is traded to the St.Louis Rams

January 2011

Rick joins the Los Angeles Police Department.

Rick went back to LA in 2011 at the age of thirty-three, he had been a reserve police officer during his tenure with the Rams and took a job there. He was assigned to the Metro Division as a motor patrol officer, working narcotics, swat and a host of other duties. He worked for the City and County of Los Angeles until he was implicated in the murder of a fellow undercover officer. Although they were both cleared, it was enough for Ric, who chose to retire.

June 2016

Five years into retirement Rick is living in Hermosa Beach California, living the good life. Surfing occupies most of his time. Rick invested in a good deal of income property during his football career so he basically has no financial worries. However, he receives a registered letter from an attorney on Kodiak Island, Alaska The letter informs him that his dear friend of some twenty years, Andy Leatherman has passed and that Rick had been left some property in Andy's will.

Rick flies north and reaches the island to find he has inherited Andy's cabin on the island. It does not take Rick long to make the decision to move to Alaska and settle in on Kodiak Island.

April 2017

After settling his affairs in California, opening an account at the bank in Kodiak, Ric moves from the sunny shores to what is called the "Last Frontier." He has inherited a 2500 square foot "cabin" some 5 miles from the town of Kodiak which sits on 50 acres of unspoiled property.

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  1. Lt. Rick Dryer
    Rick smiled, "Take care, see you next time." And he knew there would be a next time, for something. "No, probably wouldn't be able to get away, but I'll be on the lookout for the results. Leads to follow up, people to talk to, you know that routine I'm sure."
    Not that autopsies were something he like attending, he would if he could sort of thing, and for this one, he doubted anything new would be revealed. It was pretty straight forward what had happened and what the cause of death was. Although , there was always a chance something might turn up from the procedure that was not evident at the crime scene. It had happened before and really wasn't all that uncommon.
    "Well anything comes up on my end I'll let you know." He offered.
  2. Lt. Rick Dryer
    "I think it is all connected to the MacLeod shooting somehow. Too much of a coincidence to have this happen and find a rifle chambered for Lapua, same as the rounds that hit Liam. MacLeod"
     “I’m certainly getting that feel. Connected, that is a a real possibility. And actually, I can’t say I blame either of you. Your boss has a point, but having been in the field, well, that never goes away.” Rick responded.
    "Maybe gutting that man was meant to throw us...you...off the scent?" She slanted a look up at Rick.
    “I can see that as one possibility, a second might be a message to someone or several someones that are interconnected in whatever is going on.” Rick surmised. “And I believe that there is most certainly something afoot we have no idea about, that is for the moment.” He smiled. “I will say this Agent Noelani, you’re welcome on my case anytime, for any reason. Doesn’t need to be made public. Just so you know.” He liked her, liked her style and was well aware that she could be useful with her knowledge of those involved, or likely to be.
  3. Lt. Rick Dryer
    Yeah, the rain. Well, it's part and parcel. LA, well you know that old time song, "It Never Rain In Southern California?'Not exactly true, but certainly not like it is here, and so we are not as lush and green as this is." He reported. we get some, not enough, but some. " He half chuckled and finished his coffee that was now a little less than lukewarm. He looked at her a moment, "so what do you gather from this mess? Anything?"
    Granted he had seen some pretty brutal stuff on the streets of Los Angeles, but this was beyond any of that. The gangs could be cruel, savage and wanton, this certainly had all the traits of  a psychopath.
  4. Lt. Rick Dryer
    "I've done a little work with Lucian on Storm Shelter cases. He is usually very careful about not crossing legal boundaries. However, when he takes on a client, their safety and needs come first with him."
     “Understandable. One can’t put the client at risk, poor business practice,” Dryer responded. To him, none of the MacLeods sound like poor business people.” Rick surmised, not really knowing much about the family other than the usual public knowledge things, and of course the legal record of Lucians time with the Marshals service.
    She sighed and began packing up her case. Indicating the launch that had brought her to the scene, Akela asked, "Want a ride back? Beats the rubber boat you came out in." She grinned and winked.
    He took a swallow of his coffee and smiled at the offer.”Missus Dryer raised no fools. I’ll take that ride and anything beats that rubber boat. At least the driver had the common sense to head back til I called for him." He scanned the dark sky with a crack of light in the east. "Think it'll rain?
    Tag @Stormwolfe
  5. Lt. Rick Dryer
    “I was told your people were great to work with. Not duplicating work is always a plus, and the fact we get what we need without the long waits from the State labs. Makes a difference.” He said appreciative.
    “I’ve had the occasion to cross paths with Reagan McLeod, straight forward, no BS, and that’s a good thing. Lucian, well, I like him. Seems like he has info I like to have, but I suppose time will tell, and Liam? Well, we’ll see what happens.” He looked to the body. “Poor man, bet he thought he’d be set for life.”

    Rick knew that he'd have to have the McLeod's co-operation to get anywhere with either case. And, maybe Liam would be the key, or just another block in the way of solving these murders.
    Tag @Stormwolfe
  6. Lt. Rick Dryer
    Rick smiled wryly, "Murder's murder. No two ways about it. But you're right about this one, we've zero to go on but the stiff, excuse me, the body. "  He caught his faux pas, too much time on the streets of LA.
    "We'll see what the lab turns up, if anything, and I'll have a chat with Mister Liam  MacCloud. Doubt we'll get anywhere with him, but hey, he could surprise us." He added. as his coffee arrived. He nodded to the seaman, "Thanks. So, what's left to do here,  anything?"
    Tag @Stormwolfe
  7. Lt. Rick Dryer
    "Ah yes, Reagan MacLeod dealt with her on the kidnapping fiasco.  She's CEO material if I ever saw it." Rick recalled. "This, well this looks almost like revenge of some sort. More than just to silence someone. Hell, one round would accomplish that."
    The condition of the body bespoke of a disturbed individual either hired or working on their own to kill this man. But if it were a simple case of murder and not this disembowelment they were looking at, then why was the rifle found with the body? Was this in fact the shooter, or someone made to look like the shooter?
    "You have an ID on this guy yet?" Rick asked, hoping the ME had found something.
    TAG @Stormwolfe
  8. Lt. Rick Dryer
    Rick looked at what had once been a man, a man that had been alive, possibly with family, friends, children, hopes and dreams. Dead, brutally gutted. He had to agree this was more than a shooting, a simple murder, far more. There was real anger in what had befallen this man, rage was more like it.
    "He was the CEO of Coldwater Holdings? Man, he pissed somebody off!" Rick observed. "Figure the fish got to his entrails, or are you hoping they're down there?" Not that it would matter much he supposed. It wasn't like they had found the body in a building, or a car and all that was missing.  'Sounds  a hell of a lot like an episode of Fringe!' He thought, then immediately mentally shook his head to clear it. "You get much of this sortta thing up here?"
    Tag @Stormwolfe
  9. Lt. Rick Dryer
    As the body was brought up Rick watched Akela with the rifle. ".338? Big shell to be used on a man. And the second time a big bore has been used in a murder." He paused a moment as the body was transferred onto the  deck of the cutter.
    "I'm wondering if this isn't the same rifle, or at least the same killer using this type of weapon. It would seem, from what you just said that the Remington 700 is readily available everywhere in the state, much less in Kodiak. That would make tracking it down very difficult." Though he was not above attempting such an undertaking.
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  10. Lt. Rick Dryer
    "There is always coffee on board," Akela replied with a saucy grin. "In fact, the USCG has been accused of fueling its cutters with the stuff." She turned to a young man, "Get the LT some coffee, Seaman."

    “Thanks, a bit on the brisk side out here.” Rick said, stating the obvious “Well, I guess it would be okay to bring him on board and we can get started. Let’s have a look, what say?” Water-logged bodies were his east favorite things to deal with.
    The carefully wrapped rifle was on board by that point so Akela forwarded Dryer's orders to Obrecht, "Go ahead and bring the body up. Let's hope bits of him doesn't sluff off before the ME gets him on the table."

    While the crew got busy on her orders, Akela turned back to Rick, "How are you liking the exciting life of working for the KPD?" She was not being sarcastic. In fact, although the KPD was very small, they did an amazing job of law enforcement. It was rare that visitors saw the darker side of Kodiak. Tourism was increasing and the Chief of Police was pushing hard to make sure they remained safe.
    “You know, I was a bit apprehensive about restarting my LE career, but it’s been pretty good...so far.” He smiled, accepting the cup of coffee from the Seaman, “thanks. It’s not the quiet small town force I mistook it for. Seems there’s far ore than meets the eye here."
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