The two elf-like diplomats, neither of whom he can discerna  gender for, are obviously cowards; at the first sign of trouble, their first instinct will be to hide or surrender. The centauress isn't quite a warrior, so she'll likely also take cover fairly quickly, too, but she, at least, could put up a fight for it. They're all skilled diplomats and politicians, which means getting a straight answer out of any of them is tough, though, again, the centaur is the easiest to talk to, more straightforward, if only by a little.<br/><br/>When he announces himself, he can hear at least two voices from the surrounding foliage cursing, and hushed voices coming from all around. Finally, after a minute, one of them steps out, a tall, lanky human, in an obviously military uniform. "I apologize, Sir Knight. You're free to pass through here, unharmed; we've set up in our position to attempt to catch our enemy's couriers and supply wagons, in hopes of disrupting them; we mean the fae no disrespect."