A man in a ragged thick robe appear from the left corner of your vision, just walking along before noticing you. He comes to a stop and saunter towards you until he’s just a short distance away. He takes his hood off, fully exposing a full white featureless head and bows to you. You notice now everything around beside him is just a silvery moving mass.

               “You’re some of the newcomers to the valley, right? There’s so much to do you should do, what do you plan on doing first? Wait, wait, wait….. I’m getting ahead of myself. You probably don’t know what the Valley is. The Valley is…everything and nothing. What is, what could be, what would have been can exist here,” He paused for a moment while keeping his feature head points in your general. His voice seems to be influx and gives you a small headache. He seems to take a moment to himself before speaking again.

You find yourself unable to speak or move or even look away from him.

              The figure seems to flicker before he’s just front of Gotch, “An arcane spark in such a small figure, interesting,”

              “Fun, so small but so deceitful,” His  body appear in front of Mai,  upside down relative to her point of view.

              “Arcane and science, my oh my, the world marches on I see,” His longer finger found itself prod Izen.

               “You’re from her domain I see, how is she? No wait, you wouldn’t have met her personally,” His face suddenly appears, hovering in front of Tundra.

              “So much to see, so much to do, seek it out,” The fingers of the other hand seem to forcing one of Onyx’s eyes open.

              “A warrior of royal blood, your conflict is far and yet so near,” Gwazi finds the figure standing a distance away with his arms crossed.

              “But let’s not give any spoilers. The Valley is waiting, what you do is up to you all but I suggest you hang on to each other. You never know who you can trust. Now get going you guy, chop, chop,” The man waves you off before you’re suddenly pulled away from him by something.

 You're all violently throw through the air before colliding with a stone wall. You all fall into a heap of tangled limbs. You feel like you were at hit a blast, your limbs can't find any strength, your vision is just a white blur and your ears are ringing. One by one, you're seem to be untangled and you faintly feel someone patting you before being dragged off, two figures holding each of you.

Your senses slowly return to find each of you have a lizard man holding each of your arms. Lizard man is a general terms as they're not just lizard, there's two large humanoid gator carrying Mia and Gotch, A pair of more smoother scaled humanoids carrying Tundra. Five more normal lizardman are Izen, Gwazi  and Onyx. You're all thrown into a large jail cell and the collection of lizardmen leaving, you see several backpacks and your weapons being carried by them out of the room. 

You slowly find strength comes back to you in thie large 30ftx30ft jail, 3 sides are stone walls and last side is a web of metal wire and door. Beyond the metal mesh wall is just small empty empty before a door that the lizard men left through. Some torch gives some light but not much, it's dim light for non dark vision individuals. You're only have your armor and small trinkets if any on your person at the moment. 

Tundra holds her dizzying head and asks ""Is-is everyone alright? Any of you know where we are?".
Not really waiting for an answer, she gets up and begins inspecting the room, she seems to be looking for any markings on the wall or floor, any traces indicating previous prisoners.

Investigation: 12

"Oh..." Gotch groans as he clutches his head.  "My head hurts..."  His diction is far above what you would expect from a goblin, very exact and with only a bit of a accent due to his jaw and pointed teeth.  He glances around as well, trying to figure out anything he can about the cell they are in.

Tundra still has some lingering effects they were under as she stumbles around looking the jail cell. It's easy to tell the place has been used before but due to sheer size and depth of the gnashes in the stone, it wasn't small thing. The rest of the her investigation is hinder as the room continued to spin in her head.

"Senefranco?"
The name lingers in the air, but there's no response. Gwazi rubs his eyes to clear his vision, his memories tumbled and strange. Last thing he remembers is being on the road with his friend, two months out from home.
No, the last thing he remembers is that man. That thing.

He holds his hand to the back of his head, feeling for damage. No blood, at least.

"I don't know." he says, his accent thick and strange. His dark skin gleams in the faint torchlight. "Who are you?"
He takes a moment to look around at the others sharing this cell, and everyone can hear his sharp intake of breath as he realizes there's a Goblin in there with him. His fingers scrape over the floor as he tenses, eyes wide and teeth bared in anger. He scrambles to his feet and subconsciously he reaches for the spears at his back, but freezes as he notices, then remembers, they are not there.

He's crouched low, as if expecting a fight, and slowly circles around the Goblin to where he can stand with his back against a far corner.

"Oh Come on..."  Gotch says with a groan.  "Not only does my head hurt, my back hurt, and pretty much everything else hurts, but I also have to deal with racial prejudice..."  He gestures with a hand and a white cloth appears there, which he waves in the air.  "Here's a flag of truce..." he explains as everyone glances his way.  "I am a goblin, for certain, but I am nice, I promise."

Izen let out a loud groan before feeling around the cell as he looked at the other people in the cell, the gnome felt around himself only to realize that his bandolier of alchemy bottles where gone as well as his goggles, even his precious alchemy tools where no where to be found causing the gnome’s face to slowly shrink back as his precious tools had been taken from him. He then let out a grunt and cracked his neck, if he was gonna be locked in a cell he might as well get something done “anyone know why we’re actually here” he spoke in a bit fast with an almost cackled tone like a mad scientist would “and you quit you’re combat stance crap, we’re all stuck in here” he said looking at Gwazi 

"Seems like we're all clueless" says Tundra. "Some a bit more than others", she adds as she amusingly glances at the desert ranger.
"Well, no matter. Who are you guys, any of you have names or something?" .
She stops pacing around the room and announces "I'm Tundra, from Sigil, and yes, I've got horns and a tail, it still surprises me sometimes."
As she says those words, her pupils briefly tremble, changing into a cyan blue, before returning to their normal black. Her skin looks surprisingly human, with no marks or fur, only having a slight bluish tinge. Her tail is scaled and quite thin, moving abruptly and almost mechanically every minute or so, the rest of the time, being largely static. 
She looks at the people around the room and seem to be quite pleased at the Goblin and Tabaxi's presence.

"Gotch the Learned at your service."  Gotch says with a bow and flourish of his white cloth.  When it becomes clear he is not about to get pounced on, he lets the cloth vanish and instead a comfy chair appears, which he takes a seat on.  The chair glows softly, clearly magical in nature.  Taking inventory of his own gear, he sighs.  "Looks like my spellbook is gone, as well as my component pouch..."  He looks around the group.  "Did they leave us anything useful?"

Izen stretched his back out a bit as he looked around, the gnome could easily be confused for being a bit fact despite the fact most of it was either his armor or different alchemy tools that over extended the gnomes size, at his belt was a bandolier that seemed made to hold various flasks and potions however it currently remained barren of its previous holdings, his face was a bit ruff and a few burn scars lined his cheek, his nose was large and sat flat against his face while the small amount of black hair he had was a mess that stood up on end “my name is Izen HorcusPorcus, alchemist extraordinar, it would have been nicer to meet in different circumstances” He said enthusiastically as if excited to introduce himself, he then noticed the goblin’s magic with intent eyes “interesting“

"oh the gods... this is dreadful. I don't even know what's happening. That weird fellow then the portal then the lizard people." Mai slumps down in a corner, "and who are all of you? why are we all here... oh dear."

Gwazi straightens, accepting the peace for the moment. It wasn't just the people getting tense, it was the speech, and the green skin. The Goblins he knew had a much redder hue to their skin, blending in with the browns of the desert, and their way of speaking was mostly a garbled mess, whereas this one speaks clearly, his accent not unlike Senefranco's. And of course he did not imagine the Goblins he knew would summon a comfortable chair, even if they knew how. The magic that had been observed to use was primitive at best.

"I am Nqobani Mnqobi, prince-warrior. But please, call me Gwazi. I apologize to you, sir Gotch. A lot has happened the last... hour? I feel the same is true for all of us."

He arches his back and rubs his shoulder, feeling the beginnings of bruises that would cause him further pain come the morning. "So, nobody knows why we are in a cell? I am not aware of any laws I have broken, but strange lands have strange customs."

With a last glance at the Goblin he moves to the front of the cell, letting his eyes wander over the details as he listens to the group.

Mechanics:

As Gwazi investigate the cell, he find the metal mesh is quite strong but flexible web of metal you can't find your hand through. You notice the lock or rather the bolt and the lack of a lock to keep the bolt shut. Should you find a way to pull the bolt, the door will open easily. 

"Sadly, it would seem that none of us know where or why we are here. That would have been awfully convenient", she chuckles.
Taking a moment to remember the new faces and names, Tundra then turns to the Changeling.
"Looks like another one woke up. Do you have a name perhaps?"

As she finishes her sentence, she is going to look at the metal webbing and the door, seeing if maybe she can get a hand outside of the openings, not that it would be really useful. She'll also try to look at the material of the door, attempting to see if it looks breakable, periodically looking at the group, trying to maintain an air of composure as it becomes increasingly obvious that she is not very comfortable at the prospect of being confined in such a place.

Izen then cracked his neck a bit before going around to investigate the room to see if there was a way out of this accursed cell and back to his important alchemy tools 

investigation 10

As Izen investigate the cell along side Gwazi, Izen take more notice of the structure of the cell. The more Izen takes in, the more the cell seems less like a jail cell and more like a holding cell for an animal, a very large and strong animal since it leaves gashes in the thick stone. Izen also notices like Gwazi, only a bolt slid across the door keeps the door shut.

As Izen looked at the cell bars he could tell that it was not made for a small gnome like himself but a large animal, and the cell not being in the best shape gave him an idea, so the gnome chuckled and smirked at his ideas before slowly trying to slide through the bars with his small size 

The wall is a like chain linked fence so you can't squeeze through. 

Seeing everyone checking out the mesh Gotch raises a hand.  "Do you want me to go and unlock the door?" He asks with a raised eyebrow.  "I just was not sure we wanted out of here yet, since we do not have weapons, and we are not sure how many of these lizard people there are.  If we get out and they want us back in, then i fear we would have little recourse but to let them capture us again.  I was thinking that it would be a good idea to learn more before we tried to get out..."  He was a bit long winded in this.  After his rambling he would ask again.  "Do we want out now then?"  If so he casts misty step and pulls the latch from the outside.