The half-dragon inclines his head slightly, continuing to speak in the Draconic tongue, "The masked one, who I take it is this Vetrix you speak of, told us that it was his master's will that we be taken here from the other place we had found ourselves in. It was another, however, who revived me from the injuries sustained before I came to this plane of existance. I am called Mazurek. I will need a translator to know what everyone is saying, for even the most basic tongues are stripped from my mind whenever I am sucked through portals not created by mundane magics. I do hope, as well, that I am not intimidating anyone with how large I am, considering how..small..everyone else is to myself."
It would be about that moment that the large beast's belly gurgles very, very loudly, bringing about a grimace while he looks down to it and...speaks to it, "Oh shut up. You can go for another day without sustenance."