Gold Fever

Blast those greenskins! Curse their hides! They won't keep me from my gold! They can peel me beard off and roast me 'til I scream like an Elf, I don't care. Don't you see? Can't you smell it? By Valaya's gleaming grindals, there's gold here! With just one more swing of this pick I could uncover beautiful beds of golden ore. Just one more swing, one more swing. There's gold here, I tell you! I won't stop! I haven't slept for a week. I haven't eaten in a fortnight. I haven't tasted ale for a month. Perhaps ye can find me a bite to eat? I might even share a bit of this gold with you!

Search the nearby area for something edible that Gromwing could eat. Return to the delirious Gromwing in the heart of Snotwood once you have found something.