"Yes, High One," Lusia said, too excited to be in the presence of her idol to be bothered by the prickly aura emanating from her armor. "The first group came early, an hour ahead of the second one. They were a smaller, shabbier group with light armor and only a few men on horses. Less than thirty men in all."
"Banners are important to humans," Heila said as she frowned at the slips of parchment on the map, wishing they contained more information about the heraldry humans used to divide themselves up. "Did you see any banners with this group? Any symbols on their shields?" Heila asked as she glanced at the dark-haired figure in the corner of the tent who looked like he wished he was as small as Captain Lusia.
