Now he's concerned. This is not a kid acting like he's out with friends, or traveling with family. The tiefling sinks onto one knee and keeps his hands where they can be seen. "Please don't run. I promise, I mean you no harm. I'm a Hellrider, from the city of Elturel. Sworn to protect and serve the people of Elturgard."

"You look like you're a long way from home. Aren't you cold, barefoot with no cloak?"