::The next several entries are un-dated and so much beer and seawater has stained them that the ink has bled into a solid mass of watery-grey scratches. There are few left that are not missing or that are still legible.::

I have been dumped. I know that is not the intention, but I feel like I was a prized pet and then I got bigger, and there was not room for me any longer. Travel was arranged days ago--something I never expected, for one like myself, who is not a native, can ever sees this place and leave.

Yet they have allowed it, and I have done it. I have set hoof on land that those not of Pandaren blood can ever hope to see, and still I was given permission for safe passage to what they call Kalimdor!

I was told that there would be

::This sentence trails off, and the entry never resumed.::