Shortfang nods slowly, either to agree with you or to deal with his hangover. "Yeah... Trogs not smart. Not much magic. Red Stain not smart either, strong warrior, bad leader. Maybe cultist do it." He would slowly chew his pancakes as if the simply act of eating was painful for him. He seemed more than just hung over but rather sore and tired all over. He did come sleep rather later, about four hours or so after you bedded down and took on your astral form. "Well, I don't think we should wait here for him. From what Yorik told us last night, Shor is probably dealing with some political nonsense at the castle. I know for a fact that it will keep him occupied far longer than it has any right to. Maybe we'll run into him or some of his guards topside. If nothing else, we should go back and get our stuff from the Silver Stag if we're not renting the room for another day. Why don't we go visit Ferric? I'm sure his shop has been up and running by now. He knows Shor, and I'm sure that he can help settle a deal for us between our respective duties."