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“I have something embarrassing to admit: I’m being blackmailed! Mrmrglmr agreed to clean some of my things, and got hold of my spare murloc costume. He’s threatening to reveal my true nature to the other murlocs. I need not explain to you what a disaster that would be! Besides, I have a plan that’s going to require that we get that costume back.
Please, Vikstone, go to Mrmrglmr at the other end of the Retreat to the north and do whatever he asks of you.”
-King Mrgl-Mrgl
Quest Giver: King Mrgl-Mrgl at Winterfin Retreat [44, 23]
Turn In: Mrmrglmr at the northwest end of Winterfin Retreat [42, 21]
Objective: Speak with Mrmrglmr.
Quick Facts
Walkthrough
Walk to the northwest end of Winterfin Retreat and speak with Mrmrglmr. That’s it.
Mrmrglmr is a short distance from King Mrgl-Mrgl, at the northern section of the small refugee camp. Look for the murloc standing near the water’s edge.
Story Context: A King’s Embarrassing Secret
King Mrgl-Mrgl confides something awkward: “I have something embarrassing to admit: I’m being blackmailed!”
The situation: “Mrmrglmr agreed to clean some of my things, and got hold of my spare murloc costume. He’s threatening to reveal my true nature to the other murlocs.”
King Mrgl-Mrgl isn’t actually a murloc. He’s a night elf agent of D.E.H.T.A. (Druids for the Ethical and Humane Treatment of Animals) who wears a full murloc costume to study and protect murloc populations. The costume is convincing enough that the Winterfin murlocs accepted him as their leader after Claximus drove them from their village.
But Mrmrglmr has discovered the truth. And he has leverage: the spare costume.
“I need not explain to you what a disaster that would be! Besides, I have a plan that’s going to require that we get that costume back.”
The spare costume is critical. You’ll eventually need it to infiltrate the Winterfin Caverns and confront Claximus. But first, you’ll need to appease the blackmailer.
Mrmrglmr’s Response
When you approach Mrmrglmr, he’s smugly satisfied: “Aw, so you must be the so-called King Mrgl-Mrgl’s lackey. I suppose that night elf has sent you to appease me?”
Mrmrglmr clearly knows exactly what King Mrgl-Mrgl really is and isn’t impressed by the charade. His use of “so-called King” drips with disdain.
“Good, I have just the thing that needs doing for someone as powerful as you!”
He’ll send you to kill an orca named Glrggl. Only after you’ve done his dirty work will he return the costume.
Lore: The Observant Murloc
Mrmrglmr’s gossip text reveals his personality: “I’m not blind, you know. I can see what’s going on around here!”
While the other murlocs seem to accept their oddly-dressed “king,” Mrmrglmr saw through the disguise. Rather than expose him outright, he chose the more profitable route: leverage. A classic opportunist.
Easter Egg: Real-World Reference
The quest title “I’m Being Blackmailed By My Cleaner” is a humorous reference to real-world situations where household staff have leveraged compromising information against employers. There is a specific 2000s case involving a Brazilian cleaner who blackmailed a British judge after discovering evidence of his personal affairs.
Instead of incriminating photos or documents, the leverage is… a murloc costume.
Explore Borean Tundra’s hidden easter eggs, lore mysteries, and connections across Warcraft history in Vikstone’s Borean Tundra Chronicles, along with the complete quest storyline.
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Vikstone's War JournalThe king had a confession.

“I have something embarrassing to admit,” Mrgl-Mrgl said. “I’m being blackmailed. Mrmrglmr agreed to clean some of my things, and got hold of my spare murloc costume. He’s threatening to reveal my true nature to the other murlocs.”
So we were finally talking about it.
“I need not explain what a disaster that would be,” he said. “Besides, I have a plan that’s going to require that costume back. Please, go to Mrmrglmr and do whatever he asks.”
I found the blackmailer at the northwest edge of the Retreat. He looked me over with undisguised contempt.
“Aw, so you must be the so-called King Mrgl-Mrgl’s lackey. I suppose that night elf has sent you to appease me?” He laughed, which was more like a gurgle. “Good. I have just the thing that needs doing for someone as powerful as you.”
A night elf pretending to be a murloc king. An actual murloc blackmailing him over laundry. And me, somehow, in the middle of it.
The Lich King could wait. This, I had to see through.
Mrmrglmr had a price for the costume, and the price was an orca named Glrggl, which he communicated as Grmmurggll Mrllggrl Glrggl!!!