Ethna was trying hard not to look like a wide-eyed adventurer. Really, she was. But it was so difficult not to when confronted with a place like this! She'd never been anywhere like it before at all. Words both familiar and foreign mixed in the air, as more people than she'd seen in quite a long time moved about the port. Everywhere she looked, she saw vibrant color--a refreshing change from the muted hues and earth tones she was used to.
Looking at the natives' wings, she felt pretty drab by comparison. They had all these beautiful, eye-catching colors and patterns, and she had...dark gray. She didn't want to let that get her down, though. She'd come to see the land and learn about a new culture, and so far, it looked like she was in for a great experience.
Someone approached her now. They (or he? She thought he was a he, but she didn't want to assume) had a reptilian snout and yellow scales. They looked barely over three feet tall, making them arguably the shortest person Ethna had yet encountered--not that she'd encountered too many different races of people so far. Mainly variations on the same few.
The person spoke words she didn't recognize (in a voice that definitely sounded male), then followed up with a greeting in Common. She wasn't particularly sure why he was approaching her, but she figured she ought to be friendly anyway.
"Afternoon to you as well," she said with a smile of her own.