Greygor gave a pleased nod that they recognized his greatness, probably a little self important but it takes alot to gain that name.  The lizard then began to study their equipment, looking to see just what armor and weapons they were wearing, looking to see if they would need to take some additional precautions to his their identity.  As it was, the lizard was wearing  what seemed to me elven chainmail with a slight blues or greenish glow, hard to tell from their height.  At his waist resed a short sword and cross bow.  His major weapon seemed to be a spiked chain he had resting on the back of the saddle.<br/><br/>"Which of you leads the group and what are all of your capabilities?  So I can plan an appropriate route."  Greygor speaks up so they wouldn't feel he was just staring at them.. even if he was.  He was certain he will have to steal some horses to get some better travel time..