Drifting Across the Sand

<The troll's ghostly visage speaks in a broken, howling tone that is hard to understand fully.>

I... be lost... Forever wandering across the desert... to try and find a way out. But it don't feel like... there be a way out.

Go to Zul'Farrak... the place where my body is... and find my Ancient Troll Remains... in the burial grounds... Free me mon, from this... eternal torture...

<The wind howls across the sand.>

<With the remains close to the spirit, the howling tone becomes more clear.>

I can feel the end. It is in sight. My vision is no longer blurred and faded mon. You have shown me the way. That cursed Zum'rah and his magic brought me back from my rest, and left me to wander aimlessly. But I got no grudges mon, for I am free now.

I will find the way, thanks to you.

<The spirit drops a chained necklace onto the sand below, leaving it as a reward as he collects his remains.>