Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160803073656/@comment-13488655-20160807223608

"Yes indead. He was a tall man, a bit bigger than me, in his early twenties I believe. Lightly taned skin, short gray hair, blue eyes, green jacket and oh, he also had a long scar above his eyebrow." The man explained to the girls as he placed his hand on his chin, trying to think of anything really noteworthy.

"Oh, also when I grabbed him,  this part of his collar ripped off." The old man continued as he examined the sewer pipe, handing Zala a clothing lable with a tailor's name written down on it as he tried to tink of a good way to make sure the pipe stays locked.

"... Leaf Plantard." Zala read aloud under her breath before giving Platinum the torn off lable, guessing that though it was a poor clue, it was at least something. The girl then turned her attention back to the old man.

"Was there anything else that you noticed about the man?"

"Errr.... No. Wait, yes actually. His accent was very, much like someone who grew up in Mistral, a sense of poshness, but as brash as a beartrap." The old man replied to Zalla, seeming quite pleased with his memory.

"Tell me, is there a reward for this man's arrest?"