Message from Booty Bay

<A short note from Zelthar Riverhand, delivered by a Booty Bay courier, written on cheap paper with something, only goblins would call ink>

Dear fellows of the Hope,

I am not going into too many details now, but something that I always expected finally happend: As the investigations revealed, Volos - my useless cousin - was working on some sort of transportation device which resulted in "Translocation of a fraction of objects in a given radius around the issued device". Now dont ask me what that means, but as a result of this experiment, conducted by Volos, I found my self miles away from home. Apparently I was an "object" that got "translocated". That alone would not have been of too much trouble, but the fact that I had no horse, no gryphon, but instead I had my old table and one of my bookshelfs with me gave the entire situation a special touch. Those two parts apparetly got "translocated" as well, deep into the jungle of Stranglethorn... It took me a week to get south to Booty Bay, where I sold some of the books from the bookshelf to pay for the transportation back home - including some bribe for the Bootay Bay authorities.
Once I return, the first thing to do is to find Volos - dont warn him, so he cant escape.
I seriously hope that nobody else was affected by these "translocation"-experiments, but you will notice yourself: Either someone disappeared suddenly without a trace, or you find yourself in a place without knowing how you got here - dont mix this with waking up after the brewfest, thats not a real translocation issue.
I hope to see you all soon, depending on how fast I get my things sorted here in Booty Bay.

May the shadows protect you,

Zelthar Riverhand.

((I was moving house, was offline for quite a while and have still many things to do before I can spend my time in Azeroth again))