"Ah, yes, of course!" he said, hurrying over and offering his hand to help up anyone that needed it. Closer now, unless one was innately scared of dragon-like things and thought they were always going to attack, it was pretty obvious he had no intention of harming anyone. Ariv just tried to help however he could as the group got up into the room, settling as they came up and seemed all right. He wore a sort of bluish-purple robes, with some basic clothing underneath. The robes weren't from any sort of magical college or group, they had actually been made by a seamstress in the village, because, you know, magic users wear robes.<br/><br/>"It's very nice to meet you all, my name is Ariv Krixxtor," he said, shaking the half-elf's hand with his white, scaled one. Her first question caused his brow to furrow, and after a few moments of thought, he gave a slow shrug. "I...kind of just ended up here. It's a bit of a long story, but no, I didn't come here for any rumors. There's something I'm supposed to get, that I don't really know what it is...but, I'm here, so I guess I'll do what I can. If you could use some help, I'd be happy to offer my assistance."