DescriptionHello <lad/lass>. I'm glad you've stopped by to talk to this old man--there's trouble back home.
A traveling merchant recently sold a batch of baby crocolisks to some gullible children. Crocolisks are wild beasts, and many have escaped and now lurk in city waterways.
Grab your strongest fishing pole and drop a line in Stormwind or Orgrimmar and bring one of the little devils back to me. I'm anxious to see one.
I'm just kidding, of course.
<Old Man Barlo winks slyly.>
RewardsYou will receive:
|Bag of Fishing Treasures|