Drajhan felt himself being swept away by the firbolg woman just as the rhetoric appeared to heat up slightly. It was just as well; this village seemed terrified of strangers, and likely for good reason. Draj may not be a great judge of character, but the words he could hear as he was pulled away did not paint these new people in a positive light. 

Turning his attention to his new guide, Drajhan smiled warmly. "These gentlemen who just arrived. Who are they? I heard something about child-snatching. Is this true?" The concern was evident on Draj's voice, and although this woman seemed to be not the mosst talkative individual alive, Draj hoped she would summon the courage to speak truthfully. "The story I told of the Vindicator. It was true. If you say the word, I will do what I can to end your suffering. What do you say?"