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“My comrades… we must put their souls to rest! I kill them and kill them but.. they just come back! I’ve had an idea for a while but I just don’t have the heart to do it myself. Maybe you can do this for me? Take this lantern and use its oil to burn their remains so they never get up again. I’ll answer your questions later. Help my friends first!”
-Petrov
Petrov at Hollowstone Mine wants you to use the Miner’s Lantern to burn the corpses of 8 Hollowstone Miners.
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Quest Giver: Petrov — Hollowstone Mine, Grizzly Hills [55.4, 24]
Objective: Use the Miner’s Lantern to burn the corpses of 8 Hollowstone Miners.
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Lore Context
Pay attention to Petrov’s dialogue. He talks about his “comrades” and says “We Hollowstone miners always finish the job, we never give up! That’s why Arugal made an example of us.”
The miners refused to join the Wolfcult, and Arugal turned them all undead as punishment.
When you report back to Stoutmantle in the follow-up quest, he dismisses Petrov’s claims about Arugal, saying Arugal has been “dead for years” and that the “survivor” seems traumatized. The strong implication is that Petrov himself is a ghost who doesn’t realize he died along with his comrades.
He’s still “finishing the job,” just like the rest of them.
Explore Grizzly Hills’ hidden easter eggs, lore mysteries, and connections across Warcraft history in Vikstone’s Grizzly Hills Chronicles, along with the complete quest storyline.
Vikstone's War JournalPetrov held out the lantern. His hands shook too badly to use it himself. His eyes darted constantly toward the tunnel mouth, toward the sounds of pickaxes in the dark.

“My comrades… we must put their souls to rest!” His voice cracked. “I kill them and kill them but they just come back! I’ve had an idea for a while but I just don’t have the heart to do it myself. Take this lantern and use its oil to burn their remains so they never get up again.”
He couldn’t do it. These were his friends. The men he’d worked beside, eaten with, laughed with. The men who’d stood with him against the Wolfcult.
So I did it for him.
I put them down first, then poured oil, then struck flame. Each pyre bloomed in the tunnel darkness.
Their reward for defiance was this: a stranger’s mercy in a mine shaft, a hundred leagues from anyone who’d mourn them properly.
When I returned, Petrov stood straighter. The trembling had stopped.
“Rest in peace, friends. Do not worry. I will tell everyone that we never gave up.”
Eight pyres.
The Wolfcult had offered them fur and fang. The Scourge had offered them endless servitude. In the end, all they’d wanted was rest.
When Vikstone reports back to Stoutmantle about the mine and its lone survivor, the captain’s reaction isn’t what anyone expects. The story continues in A Name from the Past.