Leonid's Letter

Since you are here, I'd like you to deliver this letter to an old friend of mine in the Undercity. I'd deliver myself but I have a somewhat colorful history with the Dark Lady, and it would be better if a neutral third party made the delivery.

You are looking for a goblin named Glix Xizzix in the Trade Quarter area of the Undercity. I'm sure he'd be happy to compensate you for your time.

<Leonid lets out a low chuckle as he hands you the letter.>

What's that? You say that Leonid sent you? Oh boy, haven't seen that crusty old soldier since Naxxramas was raining hell down on our heads.

Thanks for delivering this, pal.

Wait... he said I'd tip you? I didn't agree to that!

Fine. Take your pick of this junk in the lost and found. You'd be surprised how many of these Forsaken leave their stuff laying around after getting haircuts. There's a joke here about them being brainless, but I suspect in a lot of cases it might actually be true.