Perhaps unexpectedly to Neasa, it's the youngest and most diminutive who steps forward to do so. "En'an'sal'en," Sina greets, and stops just in front of the stone, hoping that the Keeper's welcome to a place of peace isn't simply a figure of speech. Perhaps it's just nerves, but the stakes of the situation push Sina to try a little harder than usual to impress. What Elvhen she knows emerges, fluently enough, though her knowledge is as limited as anyone's.
"Ar ame Siuona, Dahlasanor as'var sael," she continues, and, gesturing to the others in turn, "this is Pel, formerly of Clan Ashara, and Ser Herian, both trusted agents of the Inquisition. We come to discuss the death of a laimsa at the hands of your people." That was, perhaps, a little less graceful than it could have been, but Sina's doing her best. She tries not to let her hands shake visibly.

[basic translation: "Blessings. I'm Siuona, Dahlasanor's First." "Laimsa" is a placeholder that I used to indicate 'city elf' bc I couldn't find anything better, though technically it translates to "oppressed/former slave". Juuuust roll with it]