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“Alright, friend. You’ve done us a favor or two, but that’s not the true test of a person’s courage. Around these parts, you’re not a real hunter unless you wear your prey’s skin.
<Sergei unsheathes his skinning knife and hands it to you.>
The leader of those motherless orcs attacking our town is called Bonesnap; you’ll find him at a camp further northwest. That’s right. You’re going to skin the monster.”
-Sergei
Find Sergeant Bonesnap northwest of Silverbrook and pass the Test of Mettle.
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Quest Giver: Sergei — Silverbrook, Grizzly Hills [26.5, 35.8]
Objective: Find Sergeant Bonesnap northwest of Silverbrook and pass the Test of Mettle.
Quick Facts
Walkthrough
Pick Up and Ride Northwest
Kill Bonesnap and Speak to the Captured Trapper
Efficiency Tips
Lore Context
This quest is the turning point of the Silverbrook conspiracy chain. Sergei’s “test” is actually a Wolfcult initiation ritual. “Wearing your prey’s skin” isn’t a figure of speech; the townsfolk are worgen, and they’re testing whether you’ll join them.
The Captured Trapper is Sasha, though her name isn’t revealed until the next quest. She becomes a central character in the Grizzly Hills storyline, eventually leading the assault on Arugal at Bloodmoon Isle.
Pay attention to the prerequisite quest Wolfsbane Root and its quest giver Katja’s nervous reaction. Wolfsbane is a legendary werewolf repellent in real-world folklore. Katja’s “allergies” are the game’s way of foreshadowing what Silverbrook’s residents really are.
Cross-Expansion Connections
Sasha in Later Expansions
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.
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Vikstone's War Journal“Alright, friend. You’ve done us a favor or two, but that’s not the true test of a person’s courage.” Sergei’s smile turned predatory. “Around these parts, you’re not a real hunter unless you wear your prey’s skin.”
He unsheathed a skinning knife and held it out, handle first.

“The leader of those motherless orcs attacking our town is called Bonesnap. You’ll find him at a camp further northwest.” He leaned closer. “That’s right. You’re going to skin the monster.”
Skin him.
Bonesnap’s camp lay in a clearing, the orc sergeant flanked by two guards. The fight was brief and brutal. When Bonesnap fell, I stood over his corpse with Sergei’s knife in hand.
A voice stopped me cold.
“Stop! Put that knife away!” A trapper hung in a cage nearby, eyes wild with urgency. “You don’t have to do… whatever they sent you to do. You’re not like them yet!”
I lowered the knife.
“The people in Silverbrook…” The trapper’s voice dropped to a desperate whisper. “They’re not what they seem. Don’t do it, Vikstone. The people that sent you here… you shouldn’t trust them.”
I looked at the knife. At the dead orc, at the caged man who’d just confirmed every suspicion I’d carried since Ivan almost named what was in that chest.
“Thank you,” the trapper breathed. “I… I should get going now.”
I let him go. The knife stayed clean.
The knife stayed clean. Now someone needs to hear what the trapped woman had to say before Silverbrook figures out what happened. Words of Warning can’t wait.