It had been quite awhile, a couple of weeks or so and he knows getting in touch with the Ulfric is important, not knowing his cell phone number if he has one nor the one to the Packhouse and well.... he would mostly likely get hung up on anyway, he figures. So, he found some paper, legal pad paper, white in coloring and lined and he got a blue pen, his favorite to write with and put ink to paper and wrote a note.  He then carries it to the packhouse and looking around, he slips it into the mailbox, it is sealed in an unmarked envelope, clearly smelling of his scent, one cannot hide it very well and it simply says, To head of the house. He had wanted to put the Ulfric, but depending on what people know, perhaps keeping himself hidden like most and he knows that he or someone there will figure out who that means..... he hopes. He then went to finish packing, getting away for a bit and just hoping the Ulfric will not think he is rebuffing him.

Note:

   Ulfric,

  I hope this note gets to you or if you did not read it, well.... moot point for it. I am Juran as you may or may not remember, you saved my life not too long ago and though it has taken me time to get in touch with you, I hope you do not find my manner of waiting to be rude. I would prefer to speak my thanks in person, but for now am writing this.

  I am going away for a few weeks, but shall return and if you could honor me with a meeting, it would be appreciated very much. I did not show my gratitude for what you did and I know I have things to make up for.....
I owe you my life and that is not something I take jokingly....
I will try to find you upon returning, if you though prefer to have me meet you somewhere you frequent, a note can be left at the front desk of the Hyatt, penthouse room 1200.

  Many thanks again,
Juran

End note

   He leaves the note and thinks it will not be good enough, shall not suffice, but he can only hope. Ready for the consequences that may transpire.