Drake looked at the chair then back at the stranger. he watched the strangers hands, or paws, seeing that the stranger was no threat at the moment, he then sat down. He had to fold his winds even closer the ends scraped agaisnt the ground.<br/><br/>He continued to keep his hand on his sword as he always did when he talked to strangers. he looked back up at the stranger. "The inn keeper said you are having a problem with the Red Hand?" he asked. leaning back in his own chair.