A soiled parchment...

[Sunderpalm]

...folded unevenly on the desk reads:

Inquisitor,

It's been a while. I'm sending a pandaren to you. Hidon, I believe his name was. He spoke of finding a place in which he could make a difference. He has potential.

P.S. He likes to drink.

A crude but familiar paw print stamps the bottom of the letter, reeking of brew...