Hedowin
The man opens his eyes after the healing elixir reaches his stomach.
"Whu.....?" He says past his parched lips.
He looks up from the ground and sees an enormous shadow looming over him.
In draconic,"Please...do...not...eat....me..."
Instinctively curling into a ball to avoid the coming prod with his captors spear, he opens his eyes slightly when it does not come.
When he sees a non-lizard standing over him, some relief enters into his tortured soul.
In common,"Please, help me.." he says weakly.
Once he has regained a bit of strength, Hedowin sits up and look around. Taking the generous offering of food, he tears into the food like a man who hasn't eaten, literally, for days.
Once his immediate hunger had been assuaged, he remembers seeing the lizardfolk stash his equipment in a hollow by one of their huts.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to reclaim my gear from these foul lizards." He gestures over to the hut.
Just then, a black blur is seen swooping towards Hedowin.
The blur stops short and lands on the mans shoulder, squawking out a worried,"You safe!"
Hedowin turns to the dark bird and says,"Yes, thanks to these folks."