[30] The Caravan Road:

Speak with Clerk Daltry in Darkshire.

Caravaneer Ruzzgot: Turns out I was wrong about you, and that isn't something that happens everyday.

It just so happens that I remember this Velinde you're looking for. Isn't every day that a night elf priestess that wants to travel with a dirty old--but great for your shipping needs!--caravan like my own.

We split up on the way north, she was headed for Darkshire. The clerk there keeps all sorts of records. Might know something useful.

Be careful in the jungle, it is a deadly place even at the best of times.

Clerk Daltry: Do you have the prismatic punch card??

Clerk Daltry: I like to think that the last thing that went through his head as he collapsed to the ground was your foot, dwarf. With Thermaplugg dead, our plans to retake Gnomeregan are one step closer to becoming a reality.