Having handled yourself with honor, most of the citizenry of BootyBay bids you farewell and good fortune. Ol' Slim expects you to return though, with enough of his Pupellyverbos Port to fulfill his orders. An affable fellow, the sort who could form a profitable arrangement later, his port is apparently spread all along the coast of some far off valley on Lordaeron. And this parchment you lifted from one of the Bloodsail speaks of a riddle you've partially solved.

With a brief stopover in Stormwind to peddle some goods, and having met Brohann Caskbelly, elder of the Explorer's League, you find yourself heading north to Ironforge and the questionable safety of Southshore beyond.