Draiss nods as the healing magic washes over him, leaving him mostly healed, except for a few scrapes and a slight wound on his shoulder, where the arrow had hit. He pushed himself up, and walked toward the hobgoblin, disarming him, and then pulling a silk rope out, and saying to the elf, "Now, Cerulean, if you would be so kind as to tie up our guest, chunk him in the back of the wagon, we can leave him with the proper authorities. Along with the bruises that a battle naturally leaves on a goblin."<br/><br/>Whistling, he called his horse over, and asked, "Um, does anyone have any idea how to hitch a horse to a wagon?"