Sephira can't help a smile as she listens to the small group of elves and a Zora arguing. One even nearly leaves, but he is brought back by the others. As she listens closer, though, she is surprised to discover that they are planning on taking on the dragon lords. It is, as she understands, a futile task, but if these men and woman are brave enough to attempt it, maybe they'd be willing to take on another. After all, she'd fought a few drakes, although this might not be impressive to them. Regardless, she decides to approach them, thinking this is maybe the sort of adventure she has been yearning for. "Excuse me," she asks, "but am I mistaken in thinking you're hunting dragons?" She remains standing by the table, not wanting to sit until she's accepted, but simply leans on her unstrung bow, smiling pleasantly, as if discussing nothing more than the weather.