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“The largest crocolisk in the basin, known around here as “Bushwhacker” for his ambush prowess, likes to sun himself in the shallow waters of River’s Heart. It’s the large lake at the basin’s center, and is to the east of our camp. I want you to take the camouflage I’ve prepared and hide on the western beach of River’s Heart and ambush Bushwhacker when he shows himself.
Bring back his mighty jaws if you are able to overcome him.”
-Debaar
Bring Bushwhacker’s Jaw to Debaar at the Nesingwary Base Camp.
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Quest Giver: Debaar — Nesingwary Base Camp, Sholazar Basin [27, 60]
Objective: Use the Sandfern Disguise to lure Bushwhacker, kill him, and bring Bushwhacker’s Jaw to Debaar.
Quick Facts
Walkthrough
Getting to the Fallen Log
Using the Disguise
Killing Bushwhacker
Efficiency Tips
Lore Context
Debaar’s completion dialogue contains a Blizzard self-referential joke. She asks, “What do you mean, our plan didn’t work as intended?” This plays on the infamous “working as intended” response Blizzard has historically used in response to bug reports, fitting since the disguise was, in fact, supposed to let you ambush the crocolisk without it noticing you.
Explore Sholazar Basin’s hidden easter eggs, lore mysteries, and connections across Warcraft history in Vikstone’s Sholazar Basin Chronicles, along with the complete quest storyline.
Vikstone's War Journal“The largest crocolisk in the basin, known around here as ‘Bushwhacker’ for his ambush prowess, likes to sun himself in the shallow waters of River’s Heart.” Debaar handed me the sandfern disguise she’d spent an hour wrapping around my armor. “Hide on the western beach and ambush Bushwhacker when he shows himself. Bring back his mighty jaws if you are able to overcome him.”

Found the fallen log. Crouched. Became a bush.
Waited.
The water rippled. Something massive moved beneath the surface. Bushwhacker emerged, pale-scaled and enormous, bigger than any crocolisk I’d faced in three continents. He hauled himself onto the shallows, jaws wide enough to swallow a gnome whole.
He looked directly at me.
Then charged.
So much for the element of surprise.
Bushwhacker hit like a battering ram, jaws snapping for my legs. Rolled clear, shed the useless ferns, brought the mace down across his snout. Barely slowed him. His tail swept my feet, dropped me in the shallows. Muddy water flooded my mouth. Came up swinging, axe finding the softer hide behind his foreleg. He thrashed and nearly took my arm off.
Ugly, brutal work.
Pried the jaw loose. Impressive specimen. Would’ve been more impressive if I hadn’t been the one ambushed.
Debaar listened to my report.
“What do you mean, our plan didn’t work as intended?” She looked genuinely confused. “Well, you did manage to get the kill, to your credit. Look at the size of this jaw! Hemet will be proud of our efforts. This crocolisk was truly a monster.”
Didn’t mention the ferns were still floating in River’s Heart.
Hemet had that look in his eye again. Something larger was waiting in the northern reaches in In Search of Bigger Game