Another day arrives at the stronghold and you are all milling about in the courtyard. Marina calls down from the guard tower atop the front gate. “Something approaches!”
She stares off in the distance and you wait for an update as this thing is too far away to see from the ground level. Marina flashes some signs, which Althalus interprets.
“She sees one individual.”
Marina makes some more hand gestures.
“Hobgoblin, unarmed.”
You see Marina notch an arrow then takes a second look at the approaching hobgoblin. Then she gives a gesture you can all understand, she shrugs her shoulders and puts the bow away.
You clamor around the front gate to see what the day has brought you. A single, unarmed female hobgoblin stands silently, head down at the front gate.
“I am Rez’Gyrk formerly of Doomspires where I served the Morueme dragons with the rest of the Red Flayers for centuries. We suffered heavy losses while attacking Ladyspeak and I have found myself…alone. I am granted divine magic from Maglubiyet and would gladly use those powers to serve you the best I can. I beg of you, lords of the castle, to accept me as your most loyal servant.”
Strange talk from a hobgoblin, you think. And the whole time she never made eye contact. She seems to be a very subjugated individual.