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“So y’have something of a hunter’s instinct. You’re not a bad shot, and Hemet hasn’t driven you out, so he must be planning on including you in the hunt. How’d you like to have a bit of a competition, just me and you? Hemet and the others will ask you to help in their hunting. Along the way, you and I will count up the kills we contribute to their goals.
Now, this isn’t something you can win in the blink of an eye, and you’ll find yourself killing many different kinds of creatures. Good luck!”
-Drostan
Kill 60 Game Animals while you aid Hemet and his companions in their hunting. When you’ve killed your 60, return to Drostan at the Nesingwary Base Camp to compare numbers.

You will be able to choose one of these rewards:
Upon completion of this quest you will gain:
Quest Giver: Drostan — Nesingwary Base Camp, Sholazar Basin [27.1, 59.9]
Objective: Kill 60 game animals in Sholazar Basin and return to Drostan.
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Walkthrough
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Lore Context
The quest text frames this as more than casual competition. Drostan says Hemet “must be planning on including you in the hunt,” meaning this challenge is your audition for the Nesingwary expedition proper.
By beating Drostan’s kill count (60 to 58), you prove yourself as a peer-level hunter, which is why the Mastery chains, the brewing questline with Tipsy McManus, and the rest of the camp’s content all open up around this time.
Cross-Expansion Connection
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“So y’have something of a hunter’s instinct.” Drostan leaned against a supply crate, arms crossed. “You’re not a bad shot, and Hemet hasn’t driven you out, so he must be planning on including you in the hunt. How’d you like to have a bit of a competition, just me and you?”
I waited.

“Hemet and the others will ask you to help in their hunting. Along the way, you and I will count up the kills we contribute to their goals. Now, this isn’t something you can win in the blink of an eye, and you’ll find yourself killing many different kinds of creatures.” He grinned. “Good luck.”
The mastery hunts kept me busy. Dreadsabers. Rhinos. Crocolisks. Each kill added to the tally.
When I returned to camp, Drostan looked up, already smirking.
“So, you’ve come to concede already?”
I told him my number.
His jaw dropped. “No way! How in Azeroth did you do that? I just made my fifty-eighth. So close!” He shook his head, but extended his hand. “But fair’s fair. I underestimated you, Vikstone, but you’ve earned this victory fair and square.”
Fifty-eight. Curious how he’d landed on that exact number. His boots looked remarkably clean for a man who’d supposedly been hunting all day.
The hunting race was won and the camp had accepted Vikstone as one of their own. Nesingwary’s people had one more request before the real expeditions began in A Steak Fit for a Hunter