[ Dany has no earthly idea if the sending crystal (as they call it) is working. If she speaks to an audience of no one or if the entirety of the "Inquisition" can hear her cautious, hesitant voice. She's had conversations through it, has had time to marvel over its magic, and after nearly two months within Thedas, finds herself ready to finally announce her presence, for whatever it may be worth. ]

Inquisition: I am Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen. I am a... "rifter," as you say, and one not of this world. There are no others from my own home, though those who have helped me thus far in yours have been very kind. Not many are kind to strangers, in my experience.

[ Not to the Beggar King and his sister, at any rate. Not to a young girl with three dragons, a tiny khalasar, and not much else.

... Speaking of that, though. ]

My family was of Westeros and our sigil bears a dragon because of our kinship with them. If there is any sort of expert on the beasts here, I would speak with you. I left behind three dragons of my own in the Dothraki Sea, and... I want to know what those in Thedas are like. That they live in such numbers is... incredible.

[ Would they take to her the way her own three had? It's a dangerous curiosity. ]

I would prefer we speak of this in person, but I hardly know how to direct you to my location.