Janet
She remained on her guard, the situation stranger by the hour, although the she had begun to adapt to the oddness of her circumstances. Carver, was the big man's name then it seemed, she regarded him with a detached eye, capable clearly a force to be reckoned with, she decided he likely wasn't on the *Other side* So to speak. The elf was a strange conundrum. Elves in every other reality she had visited had been uniformly trouble, if they existed at all, yet this one seemed to be acting in a fashion that defied his compatriots, positively. She liked him immediately. 

The new arrival however was an unknown quantity, a clearly well equipped soldier, lacking in stealth or subtlety, travelling long distances wearing heavy plate, this either belied great strength of a burning naivety that made her cautious, of course his reaction to the serpent didn't help, painting a picture of a wealthy city born Knight with noble heritage and little in the way of experiance. She nodded to him, steadily feeling more relaxed as the exchanges went on.
Melanie
Glanced up and across at the newcomer, then back down to the writhing reptilian mace. "That..." He responded to the man's question regarding it, "...Is my new weapon!" He exclaimed, then boldly stepped forward, leaning down to pick it, carefully avoiding the toothy maw at the bulbous end to grip it by the handle. It was warm and felt very weird in his hand, but Carver swung it a few times in front of him, getting the feel of it. "It's very weird!" He said with a laugh. 

Lowering the reptilian mace, he turned to look over the others. Laini was introducing herself and looking for the others to follow in kind. "I am Carver Dal, an explorer." This was quite the change from his former claim of being an interplanar traveler, but it had now been several years, trapped here in Eluaria, and he had no reason to believe he was ever going to leave. His eyes went scanning the area for his lost sword, and with the mace in one hand, moved to reclaim the sword in his other. "I'm sorry for not getting here sooner," He admitted while he sheathed it. "I saw the big guy sneaking through the path. It was sheer luck that noticed at all."

He glanced to Eden, casting a sheepish smile. "Not that it seemed like you needed me after all, but I *Did* Try..."
Kathleen
*Eden's gaze would dance cautiously between the number of people. In the back of her mind she knew she wasn't in any considerable danger, but she couldn't help but watch their every move. Part of her was still banking on the fact that the tiefling and the girl had been following her- the tiefling had already admitted to being behind her, but for how long had he been following? Eden was snapped back to reality as the tiefling's eyes landed on her, barely registering what he had said.*

"And I thank you.." *She said quietly, still trying to figure out all the sudden arrivals. It wasn't often you saw so many odd figures in one place, which was gradually making her reconsider how far she had walked. She certainly hoped that the town itself wasn't so capable- they had already ruined her chance to feed, and if she wasn't able to get another chance soon she would start getting impatient. This was the whole reason she had to leave the last town anyway, she could only hope her greediness wouldn't get her caught here.*
Michele
Looking down he noticed a scuffle with three foot prints considerably larger then everyone else here concluding these people here were the victors. 

Looking and studying each one here, a pink haired elf that was a bit skittish, a female with distinctively strange eyes, not that of a human, some other species, a vampire. A second woman who had a strong sense to her and was obviously skilled at fighting and a Tiefling brave enough to hold a cursed salamace definitely not a group you see every day.

"Mind telling me who the other three were? The people responsible for the fight?" 

Looking at around no one seemed to be in any serious harm, bruising on the vampires wrist, scuff marks on the the tieflings clothes, looking at the elf no sings of damage could be seen, but emotionally there was. And the woman had seemed she had been hit hard. 

Reaching back and opening a bag on his belt he took out four healing potions and offered them to each person 

"Drink these, they're healing potions, It not like Im going poison everyone I meet" He laughs a bit at the bad joke he made.
Joseph
"I sustained no injury, only slight damage to an enchanters pride.." 
 It seemed as if the town guard had *Finally* Showed up. He wasn't draped in Aisimir colors so he must have been stationed here from somewhere else.. Possibly due to that overzealous and righteous nature of his.. He decided he would keep his back to the ladies over yonder and continue talking to the supposed guardsmen. He added on in a rather cold and untrusting tone.. As he was no narc.
"I know about as much as you do stranger.," He used his noggin to point off the path towards the steep wood.
"There were a few men i saw who went that way though.." 
 With that he wanted to be able to disappear.. But he hasn't the time to prepare something like that at the moment so he just sort of stood there awkwardly.
Marie
Carver either didn't seem to notice Keladan's reluctance to engage with the women or simply did not allow him to excuse himself from introducing himself. He stepped to the pink-haired man's side, moving his free hand to the small of Keladan's back to direct him toward Eden and Laini. "Introduce yourself to the maidens we've helped keep from the vile clutches of the brigands this night, my friend. Surely you played your own part in their rescue." As evidence of this, he raised the vile reptilian mace and showed it to everyone. The forked tongue hung from the gaping, toothy mouth, and saliva dripped from it as he shook the thing. "If you hadn't turned this into living flesh, who knows, I might be mincemeat right now!"

Turning slightly at the knight trying to dole out potions, he gave the armored man a strange look. "I do not think anyone save the brigands were injured, so perhaps you should keep your concoctions to yourself for the next altercation?"

Finally, the tiefling peeked off toward town as the setting sun was beginning to tip behind the trees on the horizon. "Perhaps we should finish with our introductions and make our way into town. I for one am longing for a mug of ale..."