Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141006193518/@comment-25038310-20141018144920

Jackson returned to the docks, and joined the coversation. He looked at Vance for a moment, frowning.

"Yes. Jackson here. I know one of the two criminals. The one in the trenchcoat, the one I fought with, his last name, is Lafayette. He's a Breton, presumably in his Late 20's or early 30's. The other one is a Wood Elf, who shot the guards in their legs.. "

Jackson sighed.

"I could not track them further, unfortunately, since they fled when I started opening fire on them, and I eventually lost them. " Jackson partially lied, not even showing any sign of it on his face or in his voice. He couldn't tell them that he had joked with the enemies.

He grabbed a small cigar, but his lighter didn't work. He cursed.