Tjihfer had turned her head to look at the group with curiosity while Aneron talked. Only when she was about to response she turned back to see he was gone. She looked around the busy flow of stranger beings, to see if she could catch a glimpse of him. But the mysterious tall elf was gone for sure.<br/><br/>“Why would he think I know about the blue cloaked man?” she muttered puzzled to herself, wondering who both the elf and the blue cloaked man were. But choose to heed his advice and be wary.<br/>“I guess I can’t trust anyone in big cities like this. But it’s like something sinister is going one here.” She thought to herself. But maybe the two enforcers ahead of her had a better clue on something. She certain would be sure to keep an eye on how things goes while she was here.<br/><br/>Curiously, Tjihfer walked up towards two enforcers. Perhaps they could tell her something new.<br/>“Excuse me-” she polite called the short enforcer woman’s attention, as the taller woman walked away with the small black cube.<br/>“Do you know if my backpack are found yet? I lost just lost it yesterday.” Yesterday at the enforcer’s office she had described her backpack as old worn and made of leather. It had a rather unprofessional made flower pattern, burnt into its surface with a magnifying glass.