They were useful allies for entering places unnoticed, and despite the efforts of the Hatcheteers, the Shadows had learned to smuggle things through even the most thorough examinations. More than once Ebonshield had passed some of her Temple's payment into their hooves, along with her weapons and her body whole, and she had yet to see them fail to deliver either her, or her blades, to whatever Mother-forsaken place had been her pleasure to be conveyed. 