Dear <nombre>,

I hope ye're doing well and that ye've had time to recover from our shennanigans in Ulduar.

Me lads from the prospecting team happened upon this poor 'alf dead riding-drake hatchling. Must've been an Iron Dwarf experiment of some sort.

We've patched him back to health and you'll find he's not so wee anymore! None of us know much about riding anything but rams and pack mules and since we owed ye one for what ye did back there... We thought perhaps you'd accept him as a gift.

Yours,
Brann Bronzebeard