Edgar

"I'm Edgar." The blonde man, dressed in a cloak, armor, and what looked like a great many tools. Cloud would have laughed if it wasn't for the fact that he was the one oddly dressed in this world. "What strange clothes, where do you come from?"

Cloud had no idea of locations, but he did remember the empire that a guard had been talking about. Without thinking twice he blurted out an answer. "Ahh, I'm from the empire..."

Edgar made a 'hmm' noise as he considered something. "Well, Figaro and the empire are allies. Tell you what, you seem a bit lost, why don't you come to Figaro castle, I was told I'll have a visiter there soon enough... from the empire of course."

He walked by Cloud, then turned back, wagging his finger from side to side. "Besides, I'm sure a handsome guy like you will strike pay dirt easy."

What Edgar didn't say, however, was that he had seen Cloud running from the guards, and wondered if Cloud might just be a new candidate for the Returners. After a few moments Cloud answered. "The answer, Edgar, is..."