That was all very far down the road, though. In the meantime, she had to traverse deep into ape territory with a glyphed knight. Hackard herself was small, and one goblin could easily slip unnoticed through large and sparsely-populated areas; the glyphed knight, for her part, would probably pass for one of the Blackened Guard. Indeed, her order was the very inspiration for the elite soldiers’ uniforms. While the apes didn’t get it quite right, the resemblance was probably good enough to fool any country bumpkins they’d be likely to meet.
The soldier pauses: she senses something, and draws up her hood to cover her elfin ears. A few tufts of hair poke out over her forehead, mostly black, except for one bit of white over her right eye where a long scar crosses her face from jaw to scalp. Even this, though, is normal for a soldier – she looks like any ape, albeit an unusually tall and slender one. Hackard stares out over the horizon for some seconds, and then sees it: something coming out of the sky from the East.