This tasty piece of trollflesh, fer thems what ain't met her, is the Maidenof Drak'Mar. Say hello, you buggers.
She sits up in the lake in the far corner of Dragonblight, near them stairs inta Zul'Whichever. Got a thing fer winter hyacinths, so if'n ya brings her four she'll be gratefuls 'cause nobody ever comes by ta see her no more. So grateful that she'll done give ya a magic sword. So them Argent Tourney valiants been popping over ta see her and get a scimitar lobbed to 'em every few days fer months now. 'Cause she's so grateful fer them flowers what it's been so long since a traveler came by and gave her some.
Yeah huh. Bit of a short-term memory issue, this watery tart got goin' on. Sweet lass, neverthelesses.
Anywho, I's in me dwarf costume, gettin' close ta pickin' up another Crusader title, and is time ta go pick some daisies and get me another sword and Great Googly Moogly!