|Start||Gorsik the Tumultuous|
|Level||83 (Requires 82)|
|Reputation||+25 Earthen Ring|
Speak to the "fleshling" intruders in the Crimson Expanse.
Fleshling. Some of your kind skitter among the rocks. Too cowardly to approach, too swift to be crushed.
If you wish my favor, deal with them. I tire of these games.
It is good to see you again, <brother/sister>. I see that your efforts go well. The Stone Lords appear to be showing you some degree of trust.
We've come to help. We might be of some aid in tracking down the source of this sudden growth. I highly suspect your giant friend's aggressions are focused in the wrong direction.
- We've come to try to help, but it seems that their favor for you does not yet extend to us.
- Patch 4.0.3a (2010-11-23): Added.