Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20170103080604/@comment-28358106-20170110044956

A patrol of gendarmes, a human, a goblin and a Centaur, push their way through the crowd, their lanterns lit against the night air. The corporal, a skinny human who doesn't look over nineteen with a helmet that looks one size too big, steps forward and looks down.

"Hey, who are you? What is this?" He asks in a cracking voice.

"I believe this man has apprehended a suspect, sir," the Centaur says.

"Oh. Right.  Well, what's the problem?  What has he done?"