Keesrup Wine Ra-Khir and his porter golem approached the Grounded Drakkar in the early morning, the golem clutched a small barrel, salvaged Keesrup from the windling kaer. Borig, looking half hung over as usual, looked up from cleaning the bar. "If you are looking for that Lundrogg fellow he left already." Ra-Khir panicked "When did he leave, did he say where he was going?" Borig winced with everyword that came out of Ra-Khir's mouth, "How much did I drink last night? Look he left some time last night or early this morning, I think... Can't remember too well." Ra-Khir fumbled for his silver "I see so that's how it is, perhaps a little silver will jog your memory." Borig looked suprised by being offered a bribe, but quickly hid his reaction "Uh yeah, well my memory is still a little hazy."