Delmah Phor

A large winged shape circles above the fortress before descending down into the square. A black griffin, about the normal size for the male panther that makes up his feline aspect, lands solidly on the cobblestones. He's lightly armored in high-tech materials and weave, just enough to turn a simple attack or two but not enough to encumber his flight, with an arm-band proudly displaying the Union Star on his left foreleg. His right side has a large bolt-action rifle slung over it.

"Um, pardon me. Miss? We received word of a Class One disturbance here. Is everything all right?" he asks of the nearby drow, sounding sincere in his inquiry.