Abandoned Hope

Bolvar is a fool. I was gathering his precious 'proof' so that I could shove it down his throat.

He is a blind buffoon. Proof stands two feet away from him and he does not see.

As for my data, it's lost. Gone. Unrecoverable.

Should I ever find Ironfoe and make it out of this labyrinth, my first stop will be Stormwind, to place my hammer in between that reptile's eyes.

Leave me, <name>.

He's gone mad, apparently.

<Maxwell lowers his head in mourning.>

It is unfortunate that a once proud and noble warrior would be turned into a blithering head case. I GUESS we've reached a dead end...

I must reward you for your efforts thus far, <name>.