Elodie collected her daily food ration and spotted out 3 men. One looked to be a short, dwarf with elven features. The other was some sort of a walking humanoid dragon, a species Elodie has never encountered. The 3rd one was wearing a light gray cloth. Theres was a lot of ruckus going on, but she heard the words "escape" and "fight" leak out of the conversation. She was struck with a thought of curiosity and hope, that maybe she wont have to accept her capture. Her eyes locked on the men, she planned to sit down next to them. 
 
Rushing to a golem, She looked down at her rations. Cold stale bread, and water with ice in it. At least the guards were kind enough to give her ice cubes, warm water would cause her discomfort. She stuffed her mouth with bread, and sat down next to them. Her chair made a notable squeak, and she took a sip of her water. [color=00aeef][i]Okay... look confident... thats all you have to do.[/i][/color] She adjusted her hips and sat in a lazy position. [color=00aeef]So uhhh... what are you.. what are you guys talking about?[/color] She had a doubtful look on her face. Of course she was socially awkward, she always is. But it doesn't stop her from making new "friends."