Draconian was only met with the awkward looks of the pale woman. Common, however, visibly brightened her and it wasn't long before she responded. She soon explained just how similar that their situation was and pointed to the other human looking one while mentioning that they were together. More allies, more good can be done.
After a few moments, the pale skinned human got to her name. Madison. This was followed shortly there after by the questioning of his own name. "I am Ezenvare, but most who know me prefer to call me Eze." Eze said with his deep hiss of a voice. Not soon after, more began appearing.
First was a man that was clad in little more than a mask of bone and some spare rags. At least it all still covered more than the simple and torn shorts that adorned most of Eze's thighs and waist, but he was dancing about as if something was wrong. Then it finally registered to Eze that the man was hot, looking for shade. It would seem that the two had something in common, they weren't desert folk.
Then came a man of metal. The strange mismatch of flesh and steel seemed like something that the dwarves would construct, so maybe he would understand how to open the strange contraption that held Eze's bag open. Without even two moments' pause, the half-dragon held out his bag and said "Hello Armory, would you happen to understand this strange device or how to get it open?" Pointed to the zipper on his duffle bag before continuing with "I am Eze."