(((Or Torchwood's men centaurs too?)))
Hlogunr began to speak when another, dressed in similar armor, began to converse with the first. She could not hear what they said, but then she remembered she aught not try, as her master had warned her.
"So sorry," the first said, "What were you saying?"
"I have no doubt that your kingdom, how did you call it: Lufisite? I have no doubt it is a good kingdom of wonderous people, but I have a message for the royal house of Merinilia which I must deliver. Unfortunately, I have lost my way, and I know not whence to go from here. If you would aid me, noble horse-man, I will gladly reward you for your time and efforts."
She shivered a bit, trying to shake some dust from her cloak, with a slight look of disgust on her face. She flicked her hands twice, trying to fan the dust away before it resettled on her clothing again. Filthy world, she thought, and oh how she longed for her clean home!