They are three warriors wearing bronzes masks and ceremonial armor.
From Create Your Own Story
In walk a group of Warriors, the same kind that attacked you on the boat. They wear feirce ceremonial masks and intricatly formed armor that looks ancient and exotic. They aren't slavers, but you aren't sure what they actually are is much better.
Between them walks in a regal figure, a man only a few years your elder with a trimmed black beard and intensly serious eyes. He's handsome but in a way that suggests a cruel life and a harsh temperment. He wears clothes that are both finely made but utilitarian for the desert, a long dagger at his belt. He gestures for your gag to be removed and one of the warriors does so.
"I apologize for your harsh treatment madem," He says in a dark but smooth accented English. "It was not my intention for you to be abused this way but my men's methods are crude and the barges that travel the Nile are all too familiar with shooting first and asking questions later. It was...unfortunate."
"Apologys are fine, but does nothing for my hands." You say, glaring at him, not trusting his words.
"I regret that as well, but as you have guessed your capture was not an accident and I am not a host without an agenda. I must require you hear me out as your, as well as my, life depends on your assisting me."
