Braedug shifted his position so he he was sitting on the ground. His head was still throbbing from the blow, but the hunter who had struck him clearly wasn't very competent, or Braedug wouldn't be conscious. Braedug raised a hand to Drae's question, and simply sat there for a moment. When he had caught his breath, Braedug spoke.

"Well I can't turn down such an offer after that show, can I? Have the cargo delivered tonight, and I, I mean we, will be leaving by morning,"