Tumbling out of some random portal probably wasn't on your list of things to accomplish this week, but seeing as you are here, wherever here was, this place didn't look like your usual safe spot to relax for now, something about this place felt off. Like a dark presence was here, just creeping through the mist with it's evil hands ready to, or maybe it was...
"Damn it! Not again!" said a voice, a frustrated but also a panicked one at that as a flying elven artifact, just missed your face, landing in a lake as it sank with a anticlimactic bubbling.
"S-sorry if I almost knocked you out, that artifact really had a mind of it's own! Honest..." said the Elf, now approaching you as she laughed nervously, having screwed up whatever she was doing, "leeet's start again, on the right foot, okay, friendly approach, name's Bellara Lutare" she said giving a smile, and also her hand, hoping for a handshake...
Maybe you could get some questions out of her, and what this strange place was?