Put Your Back Into It

Ranald's eyes! It's been nothin' but bad luck since I came out here to find this buried treasure! Aye, that's what all this diggin's about. My name's Bernhard, an' I'm what you might call a speculator. I purchased a map an' key up in the lands of the Border Princes. The map was supposed to lead to a buried lockbox filled with gold, and the key is what opens it. My hired hands all ran off when they spotted some o' them blue-faced Orcs trompin' about, but I've got more spine. What I haven't got is the strength left in my bones to search all these piles we've dug up. I've got a proposition for ya, |c. Dig around a bit in these piles and see if you can find the lockbox. Bring it here and I'll give you a proper share o' what's inside. Go on now, put your back into it!

Search the piles of dirt near Bernhard for the lockbox. When you find it, bring it to him.