DemonicDarkwraith
ArchKnight DragonFable
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 A Trail Gone Cold
Location: Dragesvard's Shore -> Galanoth -> Quests! -> A Trail Gone Cold -> Quest!
Requirements: Completion of Cold Call
Release Date: November 14th, 2025
Objective: With the rift closed, the fungal mimics should be dying off. Why are some still fresh?
Objective completed: You've found your quarry! Fresh Hollow Dravir are gliding from somewhere high up... Near the Ice Elf homelands.
Experience rewarded: Scaled
Gold rewarded: Scaled
Monsters
(2) Hollow Frost Goblin
(3) Hollow Killguin
(5) Hollow Mushroom
(1) Hollow Tusker
(1) Ice Dragon
(7) Ice Elemental
(3) Hollow Dravir - Boss
NPCs
Galanoth
Vilmor
Rewards
Northscale Mask (I-V)
Access to aTGC Loot for DCs.
Dialogue
Vilmor joins you as Guest A.
Galanoth joins you as Guest B.
*You, your dragon, Galanoth, Cryozen, and Vilmor are in Vilmor's cabin; Vilmor crafts a filter for her allies on their hunt's preparations.*
Vilmor: There, that should suit your size better.
Vilmor: I've made enough filters for a while, but hopefully we won't find anywhere as thick with spores as what <Character> described.
<Character>: We're not spelunking into the body of another giant fungal horror... I hope. Still, it's good to be prepared.
<Character>: I'm impressed you're set up for smithing and alchemy, out here on your own. Resources seem kind of scarce.
Vilmor: It's nothing fancy.
Vilmor: Just what I can prep for while on the move. I only fixed this place up enough to rest while we clean up the Northlands infestation.
Vilmor: Which brings me to you.
*Vilmor looks at Galanoth on why he is the only Dragonslayer here.*
Vilmor: It's just you coming along, right? No other Slayers?
Galanoth: Just me. No one's going to endanger your dragon.
Vilmor: Good.
*Scene zooms out as you stop Vilmor's hostility towards Galanoth.*
<Character>: Alright, you're both obviously uncomfortable, for obvious reasons.
<Character>: Can we work something out before we head out? I don't want any issues on the field.
Vilmor: Alright. Cards on the table? I'm not comfortable with a Dragonslayer around Cryozen. Galanoth, you're about the only exception.
Vilmor: I know you're all making progress out there. Opening eyes. That's good. And I get the need for an equalizer.
Vilmor: But I personally can't take chances on people who think your right to live depends on being "one of the good ones".
Vilmor: I'm not pushing my partner into so much danger again. So just tell me what you want from me.
Galanoth: I'm coming to terms with a lot of this myself. I'm having to rebuild the trust of my own Slayers while getting them to see that.
Galanoth: And even with the Great One dormant, there is all this tradition and reverence from the DragonLords.
Galanoth: The Great One, for all the strange turns in life they dragged me to, started out as someone I could really talk to.
Vilmor: You already have people you can talk to. You clearly have people you need to tell this to.
Galanoth: Yes, but you can tell me how to get the DragonLords to give me some more space.
Vilmor: Ha. Alright, maybe we can work something out after all. Thanks for getting us on the same page, <Character>.
*Scene shifts to focus on you as Vilmor thanks you for stopping her hostility towards Galanoth; meanwhile, your dragon seems to be annoyed with Cryozen as he stops them from eating his food in his bowl.*
<Character>: Don't mention it. I'm just... I'm really not used to things going so well when I ask people to be reasonable. Right... We can go now.
*You are in a Northlands forest; you fight various monsters as you spot signs of Hollow activity; you must find and defeat 5 Hollow Mushrooms in order to proceed; after defeating all 5 Hollow Mushrooms, you go towards a mountain range, where you find a trio of Hollow Dravir; after defeating them, you relay the bad news about the Hollow Dravir to Galanoth, your dragon, Vilmor, and Cryozen.*
<Character>: Hollow Dravir are really bad news. The infestation out here must have advanced really far if it was able to catch flying creatures.
<Character>: I was hoping for more clues nearby, but we're running out of light and there isn't a trail.
Vilmor: Let's camp before it gets too dark, we'll figure it out and keep going at dawn.
*Now nighttime, you, Galanoth, and Vilmor sit around a campfire on their camp while your dragon and Cryozen are nearby; Galanoth asks a question to Vilmor.*
Galanoth: I have a question. Don't answer if it's too personal. I've heard people call your dragon Cryozen Junior, or Junior.
Galanoth: I've only heard you call him Cryozen when talking to us, though.
Galanoth: I thought nothing of it at first, but... It got me thinking about something strange the Great One said about everyone they lost.
Galanoth: About not always remembering their names, but knowing who they are.
*Vilmor thinks before answering Galanoth's suspicions about the Great Dragons' identities.*
Vilmor: ...Before you ask: Yes; there is more to it, but it's not something I'm prepared to explain in front of Cryozen.
Vilmor: Let's focus on the job this time.
<Character>: Let's put together what we know. These have to have been around for a while, so it's weird that they've only been seen recently.
<Character>: I think we just saw the reason.
<Character>: They definitely can't fly like Dravir, but they can glide. But when they got down below by gliding from here, they tried to climb back.
Vilmor: That's what was tripping me up. There were only ever sightings, and they were gone by the time Cryozen and I flew over to investigate.
Vilmor: I couldn't tell if the reports were wrong, or if something hid any time they saw a dragon flying. Either way, I couldn't keep wasting his energy.
<Character>: Hunting on foot was the right call.
<Character>: I think you're onto something. Hollow creatures mimic the habits of the real thing; they break that to hunt when they find prey.
<Character>: What if what they're mimicking already acts like a hunter?
Galanoth: I thought of that along the way. The prints didn't add up until we saw them, but it was like a clumsy version of a Dravir hunting party.
Vilmor: Alright, so they've got the habits and instincts without the skills.
Vilmor: Making a mess of prey, but covering their prints with their wings and hiding in snow.
<Character>: If we head out early, we should be able to see them hunt or glide, then we can follow their origin.
Vilmor: The problem is that if you're right, and these Hollow are mimicking a Dravir hunting party instead of single hunters or pairs of them...
Vilmor: Then we're headed to Ice Elf lands, not Dravir homesteads. Right into Aisha's domain.
Galanoth: Her again. Fun.
Vilmor: Cryozen and I prefer to work on our own, but numbers will actually help this time. Just be careful and we'll be fine.
Vilmor: Besides, the kiddos are having fun.
*Scene shifts to Cryozen building a snowman with your dragon—still annoyed with Cryozen—taking the place of its head; scene cuts to black.*
Complete Quest
Loot for DCs - opens aTGC Loot for DCs shop.
Other information
2 HP/MP healing pads can be found during the quest.
Pop-up headlines during the quest:
quote:
Vilmor: "We should look for traces of Hollow activity. There have to be clues around here."
Galanoth: "Large feet, two legs, very light steps at first, then scrambling. It ruined the trail."
Galanoth: "Hrm..."
Vilmor: "This looks like jumping or heavy running. Definitely clawed."
You spot a single footprint in a long, erratic groove in the snow. It's like someone swept over the tracks.
Galanoth: "This one winds back, but the tracks are ruined after they turn around."
Vilmor: "Heavy, clawed steps, dragging... These are landing spots! Let's find a higher view."
Galanoth: "Something has definitely been hunting here. Messily."
Next Up: ???
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