Hello fine sir!
How would one get in touch with Jalbert about said item? In-game mail? Or do rumours place him at any particular place to send some friends down to have a look?
Contact me in game via whisper or mail and we’ll set something good up 
Edit with some info I gave some other folks who are hunting me
A few days ago someone camped out on the flats in western Desolace, amongst the thunder lizards and dust devils. A day later a goblin riverboat departed from Shadowprey.
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First of all an apology, due to work getting in the way the last key -should- be out and about tomorrow evening.
A centralised location update.
Key one:
Key two:
Three Highborne have visited Karnum’s glade, one gloats over some curious key he owns between quizzing the natives on the whereabouts of goblins in the region.
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I hear key 3’s been found. Also been working evening most of the weekend + today so sorry for that if anyone tried to reach me during the weekend.
The Highborne cur threw spell after spell.
The traitor wretch devoured it and sent two more back.
The Priestess began to despair, what cursed thing had he made a pact with?
“I saw em’ I did”, Chet drunkenly pointed an accusing finger at the crowd. Chet wasn’t fibbing, not this time at least. “Two of em’, all in gold carrying some bundle of blankets from the Gorge.”
He spread his arms to show the crowd just how large this blanket bundle had been.
The crowd scoffed and laughed. What ridiculous tale had he come up with this time?
It may sound mad but Chet did indeed see two golden men walk from the Gorge with something in their arms. However, Everlook didn’t believe Chet and he would be mocked over the golden men for a good year yet.
What’s down in that Gorge beyond ice and old ruins anyway?
Chet’s delusions and tall tales, according to Everlook.
The third key has been claimed.
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The thrust of steel and flames gave way to a relic forgotten by time. The melted ice dripped with an impatient rhythm, reforming itself into jagged frigid teeth nearly instantaneously as the intensity of the flames were withdrawn. Within that frozen maw, a brilliant shimmering object of desire lay bare, as the dusk hours’ last rays of sunshine became caught upon its pristine surface.
The canyon’s silence forbade the contemplation of optimism. Suspicion and caution intertwined at the forefront of the Elves’ mind. Yet the silence permeated their surroundings, in lieu of the potential manifestations of their most sinister suspicions.
Nothing.
The sensation of a gusting wind bearing bone-cutting chills made its way back to their attention, the increasingly denser downfall of snow specking their facial features.
A singular shard of radiant energy came into being, conjured forth by the practiced hand of a Blood Knight. It lingered there for a brief instance, suspended amidst the crevice’s opening like an inviting beacon, its divine charge cascading a brilliant illumination which bounced and pierced through the multitude of icy surfaces.
Through a shifting display of lights, the lone spark was made to float towards the inner most recesses of the chasm. As if embracing its presence, the moonsteel properties suffused the Light’s intangible essence, the already glowing surface taking on a grossly incandescent sheen that rivaled the slowly ascending appearance of the moons themselves.
The man’s attention became directed away from the enrapturing sight, his visored sight setting upon his brother with a silent ushering of his hand. The other nodded, his plated armor rattling briefly as he went to traverse the brief distance within, the cracking and shattering of the icicles denoted his gradual progress towards the quarry.
A hand permeating with arcane signatures reached out, a probing outreach in an attempt to decipher any hidden curses or otherwise foul enchantments.
Nothing.
A convenience too readily handed to them, it only served to raise their already heightened suspicions. An unfurling of cloth, and a swiftly tucked maneuver saw the object become securely wrapped, the pale gleam of the item only making its way beyond the confines by a vague outline in the quickly developing darkness of the nighttime atmosphere.
Exiting the narrow opening, the two stood now amidst rapidly falling snowflakes, the air a howling orchestra which echoed through the expansive halls of the chasm. An ill omen in these parts.
It was time to depart.
Their stay at Everlook was a relatively brief affair, the point of egress already prearranged prior to their venture into the frigid expanses of Winterspring.
One after the other, and with a singular cloth-wrapped parcel nestled in their grasp, they had came and gone through the crude goblin contraption. Their outline flashing with an electric intensity, consuming them in an instant, and spiriting them away to farther reaches of the world.
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woah cool.
A host of Blood Elves have made inquires in Shadowprey Village, and Karnum’s Glade about the individuals last seen with the keys.
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