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“We’re not likely to get Broodmother Slivina’s attention waving our arms around like fools, but if we’re smart, we can bait her into fighting us. We’ll also secure more, uh, fodder for my little project.
<Dorian glances over at Zootfizzle.>
But don’t worry about that for now. Just look for the primordial drake eggs in the area east and northeast of the camp. Burst them open and scoop up the hatchlings that come out. When the broodmother realizes what we’ve done, she’ll have no choice but to face us.”
-Dorian Drakestalker
Bring 6 Primordial Hatchlings to Dorian Drakestalker at Dorian’s Outpost.

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Quest Giver: Dorian Drakestalker — Dorian’s Outpost, Sholazar Basin [42, 28]
Objective: Bring 6 Primordial Hatchlings to Dorian Drakestalker.
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Collecting Hatchlings
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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“We’re not likely to get Broodmother Slivina’s attention waving our arms around like fools,” Dorian said, “but if we’re smart, we can bait her into fighting us. We’ll also secure more, uh, fodder for my little project.”
He glanced at the gnome working nearby. Zootfizzle, apparently.

“But don’t worry about that for now. Just look for the primordial drake eggs in the area east and northeast of the camp. Burst them open and scoop up the hatchlings that come out. When the broodmother realizes what we’ve done, she’ll have no choice but to face us.”
The Savage Thicket held primordial drakes nested among the rocky outcroppings, their scales catching light like old bronze. The adults were impressive specimens. Ancient lineage, predating most civilizations. Hunting them did not feel like sport.
Found the eggs easily enough. Cracked them open. The hatchlings that emerged snapped at my gauntlets even as I stuffed them in a sack. Six of them, squirming and hissing.
Returned to camp with my cargo.
“Ah, well done. Plenty of little hatchlings for Zootfizzle over there!”
Dorian turned to the gnome. “It’s your lucky day, Zootfizzle. Vikstone has brought back more hatchlings for you.”
The gnome’s expression soured. “I’m not here to be the keeper of your hatchlings, Dorian. I’m doing research of my own, as well.”
“Well, you can always go back to the camp and help Weslex with all his cogs…”
“No, not the cogs! Anything but the cogs!”
Somewhere out there, a broodmother would soon notice her children were missing.
Dorian pocketed the hatchlings and turned his attention to the treeline, where the adults were still circling, and Vikstone would soon be Sharpening Your Talons.