The two eldar moved away from the Grey Knight, seeking and finding a breach that was guard by imperial guards. Once there, she turned to face the warlock. [i]"I will speak for us."[/i] She dropped her cloaking, and approached the men. They quickly brandished their lasguns, and spoke. By the sound of their accent, they were Cadians. "Halt!" [i]"Fear not, humans. I am Macha, of Craftworld Biel Tan."[/i] They looked at one another. "Macha... that name sounds familiar..." The other one spoke. "Isn't she that one eldar that saved the general from a Tyranid assault once?" She removed her mask as a guise of trust, letting her red hair cascade onto her shoulders and into her back. She looked at them with her pure green eyes. "I only seek shelter for me and my ally. Brave men of the imperial guard and space marines are the only ones I can trust. Please." They both look at each other again, with uncertain expression. She carried truth in her words, and had a reputation. And she was beautiful, too. "Agh, alright. Go through. Just be careful of the Grey Knights. They're very jumpy, 'specially around here." "Thank you, brave soldiers." She looked back at the warlock, motioning for him to come forth.