Give Marshal Maxwell the bad news.
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>.
You will be able to choose one of these rewards:
Reputation: Stormwind +100