Mycah and Algie trek ahead, the trees growing more sparse as they go. Mycah hears the sound of movement off to the west and behind him. It was definitely the sound humanoids on the march, looking back, he caught a glimpse of a half-dozen or so hobgoblins marching west to east between him and the group. It seems as though he and Algie have entered into the hobgoblins' area of patrol, by about eighty yards.