I'd like to claim that I had no problems sneaking into the camp and seeing Hortiluk, potentially in his bedchamber. And, to a point, I had no problems sneaking into camp. Once inside the camp, one more armored hobgoblin, short as I was, drew no attention.
The Sentry class has a number of abilities, specially designed to detect threats. Hortiluk's guards were numerous, vigorous in pursuit of their duties, and had no reluctance to use violence. I presume they were loyal, though I never thought to test it. <1 >
There was genuine curiosity from Malgaunt, the guard with the yellow eyes. "How did he know you were coming tonight?" he wondered aloud.
I shrugged, which wasn't too comfortable with my wrists in a wooden block at the small of my back.
"Here's a better question." Alexis asked. "You went out with Doran and his crew. Were they in good health when you deserted them?"
I shook my head. "There was a horror. Tainted."