North, to the Chief's Tent

Now having entered the encampment, you decide it prevalent to go straight to the person in charge. You know that you figure he or she, will most likely be the one to have the kind of information you want. However, you also know first, you have to find wherever it is, that he or she makes their lodgings. So, you begin looking about, until resting your eyes upon what is the biggest and most decorated of all the tents, set just North of the roaring bonfire.
This, is the tent you approach.
"Hello?" you call out, carefully stepping inside. Hearing nothing for a moment or two, and then out of the blue "En'draka," which is called out by a deep voice, whose resonance is like that of a bass drum. It cavernous echo, ringing in your head, until suddenly what also felt like another voice speaking, was present as well. The two clashing and colliding, until finally they somehow found peace with one another. And the words which had been spoken to you, immediately made sense. You could understand, you'd been requested to "Enter," the tent. And you could understand every word spoken after, by the great dragon who then emerged from the shadows of his tent. A mighty titan, you learned was named Chief Drak'ja Dunefire.