| Awakened Depths: Epilogue (GH)
Location: Dragesvard's Shore -> Quests! -> Epilogue
Level/Quest/Items required: Join the Golden Hand Faction in The Greenguard Alliance - Choose a Faction, Completion of Twin Tides
Release Date: September 30th, 2022
Objective: With Tyndur's Depths (mostly) at peace once more, all that's left to do is celebrate... and say your goodbyes.
Objective completed: Time to go back to Swordhaven and update Queen Victoria on everything that's happened!
Experience rewarded: 0
Gold rewarded: 0
G. M. Hansa
Golden Hand Expertise
*In Dragonsgrasp's Baker Street Inn, Dragesvard refugees and DragonLords alike are celebrating the defeat of the Hollow Tytan and the closing of the Northlands Rift.*
Captain Lestrad: I can't believe they dug out the century-aged Moglinberry juice for this!
Captain Lestrad: ...But I suppose it's as good a reason as any.
Captain Lestrad: ...Those Dragonsgrasp refugees better not drink it all...
Captain Lestrad: What's on your mind, boy?
Kord: Dragesvard's saved. The Tytan's defeated.
Kord: According to Galanoth, the Rift's closed.
Kord: Looks like the Greenguard Alliance is working out fairly well too, so The Rose probably won't be bothering the dragons anytime soon.
Kord: ...What happens now?
Captain Lestrad: Well, after everyone's done celebrating, we'll kick you Dragonslayers and Dragesvard refugees off our island, and we'll take to the skies.
*Captain Lestrad takes off his helmet.*
Captain Lestrad: ...That's what I would have said, once.
Captain Lestrad: But this last adventure's given me a lot to think about. Been talking to Hemlock.
Captain Lestrad: Might be okay to settle down for a while. Make sure Dragesvard gets cleaned up properly.
Captain Lestrad: As for the slayers...
Kord: I think a lot of us just want to get back to hunting dragons.
Captain Lestrad: I... see.
Kord: They've done a lot of harm over the years. To a lot of people. To a lot of us. We can't just suppress that anger.
Kord: We need revenge.
Captain Lestrad: You'd kill them all, indiscriminately? Like The Rose had been doing?
Kord: The ones here are... fine. Tame enough. But outside the mountain...
*Captain Lestrad looks down from Kord and closes his eyes momentarily, sensing Kord's internal conflict.*
Captain Lestrad: ...
Captain Lestrad: Tell you what. Since the DragonLords are sticking around, anyway, I think you could use our help.
Captain Lestrad: You're right that there are evil dragons in the world.
Captain Lestrad: But there are many who have done no wrong. Nor do they intend to.
Captain Lestrad: As DragonLords and dragons, we can help determine which dragons must be brought to justice.
Captain Lestrad: And those who should be spared.
Kord: Not everyone's going to like it.
Captain Lestrad: I will have to speak to the dragons about it as well, of course.
Kord: It... It could be worth a try.
???: Stupid... door! Why's it gotta be so sturdy?
???: Come on, Odgne, give me a push!
Odgne: Is this truly necessary, Mritha? Surely you could just open the door with your hands first. | *Concerned growl*
Mritha: No, no, it's got to be dramatic! It's got to be cool!
Odgne: Very well. Let us proceed... | *Resigned grumble*
*Mritha makes a dramatic entrance by kicking open the tavern's door, carrying a keg of Moglinberry juice under each arm.*
Mritha: Alright! Who needs a refill?! It's on the house!
Captain Lestrad: Is that—? Mritha?!
Captain Lestrad: I should have—
Captain Lestrad: Wait. Stop! Stop!
Captain Lestrad: It's not on the house!
Mritha: Someone take these kegs from me! I have to get going!
Captain Lestrad: That's the private reserve— you can't just—!
Mritha: We're stopping by every tavern in DragonsGrasp tonight!
*Outside the tavern, you and your dragon approach Galanoth.*
<Character>: There you are, Galanoth! You're not celebrating?
Galanoth: I'm just taking a break. Listening.
<Character>: You still haven't heard anything from The Great One since the Tytan fell?
Galanoth: ...There was one thing.
Galanoth: After I got a vision of the Rift up north closing. I... I'm not sure how best to describe it.
Galanoth: It felt as though a giant paw rested on my head for a moment.
<Character>: What, like, crushing you?
Galanoth: No. It felt more... affectionate. Like I was a tog being praised for doing a trick.
Galanoth: I suppose it was a goodbye from The Great One.
<Character>: Seems a bit condescending, maybe.
Galanoth: Ha! I'll be sure to bring it up with them next time we chat.
<Character>: They're still around, then?
Galanoth: I haven't heard anything, but I can feel their presence. Even something lingering from <Dragon>.
<Character>: Do you feel any different, <Dragon>?
<Dragon>: Hmm... I think... I feel like Nature and Stone magic makes more sense to me! | *Two playful chirps!*
Galanoth: It would seem so.
*You pause before asking Galanoth of his future plans.*
<Character>: What's next for you?
<Character>: Looks like you're free from being the Speaker, for now, at least.
Galanoth: A lot has changed.
Galanoth: Seeing the way Kord acted during our adventure...
Galanoth: Regardless of the cause or reason, I've let down the Dragonslayers.
Galanoth: They need me back in the lead. If they'll accept me.
<Character>: Of course they will!
Galanoth: We'll see. I'll need to do what I can. For them, and for Dragesvard.
Galanoth: You should get back to enjoying the festivities. I'll be fine.
*Later, inside the tavern, you invite Ostromir and Vseslava to try some Moglinberry juice, while your dragon watches on.*
<Character>: Ostromir! Vseslava! You haven't touched your drinks!
Vseslava: Of course not! We would have to deactivate our containment fields in order to imbibe.
Vseslava: It would be quite unhygienic.
<Character>: Well, it's your loss.
Vseslava: Do not "Hmm" like you are tempted, Ostromir!
Ostromir: But it is a time of celebration, is it not? For oh so many reasons!
Ostromir: Besides, we are to conserve mana!
Vseslava: Ingesting foreign delicacies is highly irregular.
<Character>: Ostromir will be fine! Come on! Moglinberry juice is great!
Ostromir: You hear, Vseslava? It is "great"! ...I wonder how it compares to Murshrom brew...?
*Vseslava appears disillusioned by Ostromir's apparent recklessness.*
Ostromir: Okay. Okay. Here goes.
*Ostromir deactivates his containment field; he appears to instantly regret his decision.*
Vseslava: I told you. Unhygienic.
Ostromir: The local aroma is... unique!
<Character>: It's perfectly normal for a tavern, I assure you.
Ostromir: Is that so? See, Vseslava, I am learning things!
*Vseslava is not amused.*
Ostromir: Right. On to the main attraction! The Moglinberry juice!
*Ostromir takes a large gulp of Moglinberry juice, much to your amusement; now displaying a frothy foam mustache, Ostromir appears to be forming his opinion on the drink; you anticipate his reaction.*
<Character>: Well, what do you think?
Ostromir: It is... it is...
Ostromir: It is a bit sweet, is it not?
Vseslava: Not worth it?
Ostromir: I could learn to like it! Vseslava, you must try some!
Vseslava: And if you fall ill, who will take care of you?
Ostromir: <Character> will, I'm sure! Or maybe Kara! ...Or <Dragon>? We will be fine!
Vseslava: You are forgetting we still have a job to do. Celebrate if you must, but I will not until that final Rift is under control.
<Character>: Oh, right, about that. How are we going to do that? If you two are no longer capable of bringing it under control...
<Character>: What do we do?
Vseslava: Outpost Yeden. It is far, far to the south, but the Magesters there should have spare Ignominious.
Vseslava: How we bring them north however... I am not certain. But it is our only choice.
<Character>: There's a Magesterium outpost in Greenguard?
Vseslava: It is beyond the Whispering Steppes, and even Kaer Sierra. Closer to the fissure. For... observational purposes.
<Character>: I see. That's a very long way from the Deadlands.
Vseslava: Indeed it— Ostromir!
*While you and Vseslava have been talking, Ostromir has taken both of your steins of Moglinberry juice, attempting to drink from all three at once.*
Vseslava: Did you not say it was too sweet?
Ostromir: I grew to like it.
<Character>: I'm sure we can talk about business once we're back with everyone. Until then, we should get back to celebrating!
Ostromir: Indeed! To the Shapeless!
*Ostromir suddenly recalls what has become of the Shapeless Empire.*
Ostromir: Ah... To Nieboheim...
*Back on Dragesvard, you and the Alliance touch base with Galanoth, Captain Lestrad, Kord, and Inspector Doyle.*
<Character>: Looks like everyone's eager to get started with the rebuilding.
Kord: A little bit of fungus won't keep the people of Dragesvard down!
Inspector Doyle: Thank you all for your assistance in reclaiming Dragesvard.
Inspector Doyle: I hope you will consider the DragonLords as allies to your future endeavors.
Mritha: I'll make sure of that.
<Character>: Is the ship ready to go?
Captain Lestrad: It is. It has enough stocked to take you to Braughlmurk's shore without issue.
Inspector Doyle: Under normal circumstances, I'd offer you passage all the way to Falconreach...
Inspector Doyle: But Captain Lestrad insists that we will need to conserve supplies to help us recover.
<Character>: I appreciate all you've managed to spare, Captain.
Captain Lestrad: Don't mention it.
Kara SuLema: Once we return to Swordhaven, I shall send out a call for any members of the Vind who are willing to assist with the clean up.
Kara SuLema: I'm sure our affinity to Nature and Wind will be a great help!
G. M. Hansa: The Rose, too, will provide what resources it can.
G. M. Hansa: I'll need to get things approved by Lady Jaania and the Queen, but that shouldn't be a problem.
Ostromir: ...Um. The Golden Hand will be... cheering you on!
Captain Lestrad: Right...Thank you.
Captain Lestrad: Well, you better get going. No point blocking the workways when—
Captain Lestrad: Er... That is to say...
Captain Lestrad: Farewell, and safe travels. All of you.
<Character>: Goodbye to you too, Captain.
Kara SuLema: Everyone has everything they need? Backpacks packed? I'd hate to have to ask the ship to turn around...
Mritha: One moment. Kara, I'm sorry to bring this up so late, but...
Mritha: I think... I think I want to stay and help.
Kara SuLema: Oh, Mritha... The Vind will miss you and Odgne, but I wouldn't dream of denying your request.
Mritha: Ha. I'm sure I'll want to return to the Vind soon enough. I can only handle so much DragonLord nonsense!
Mritha: But it'll be good to have someone with Vind connections here to help coordinate things.
Mritha: Plus, I can make sure things don't fall apart the moment you set foot on that ship!
Mritha: Right, Lestrad?
Captain Lestrad: Wha—?
*Captain Lestrad refrains from objection, despite his tenuous relationship and disagreeable past with Mritha.*
Captain Lestrad: Right! Right.
Kara SuLema: Of course, Mritha. Both cities will be in good hands under your protection.
G. M. Hansa: ...We really must be going. Queen Victoria will no doubt be eager to hear of our success.
Galanoth: One final thing. <Character>.
Galanoth: It has been an honor to fight at your and <Dragon>'s sides once more. I look forward to our next opportunity.
<Character>: Once this whole Proclamation business is done, I can visit, and we can go on another adventure together!
Galanoth: I would enjoy that. And I will find a way to let you know if The Great One stirs from their slumber.
<Character>: Take care, everyone!
<Dragon>: Goodbye, sidekicks! | *Cheerful farewell!*
*Meanwhile, outside Swordhaven, Amadeus is writing in a journal.*
Warlic: Okay. I'm finished.
Warlic: Are you ready, Amadeus?
Amadeus: Just about.
Amadeus: What sort of disguise would the great Blue Mage...?
*Amadeus looks up at Warlic with a glare; Warlic has disguised himself in the image of his former teacher, Master Brump.*
Amadeus: I see. An... interesting choice.
Warlic: And what about yours?
*Amadeus changes his illusion to that of a common farmer.*
Amadeus: Shall we proceed to the gate?
*Once at the Swordhaven gate, Warlic initially takes the lead.*
Rose Soldier: State your name and business in the city.
Warlic: Erm. My name is... Um.
Warlic: War... ren.
Warlic: Yes. Warren!
Rose Soldier: And what is your occupation, Warren?
Warlic: I'm a farmer!
Rose Soldier: And the reason for your visit?
Warlic: I'm... I'm here to sell my vegetables. And fruits. And other... farmer-ly products.
Warlic: Like cheese.
Rose Soldier: ...
Rose Soldier: You don't look much like a farmer. And I don't see any vegetables or fruits.
Warlic: Well, that's because they're invisible.
Warlic: Invisible, magical vegetables! Very popular!
*Both the Rose Soldier and Knight are immediately alarmed by the very mention of magic.*
Rose Soldier: Magical produce is not allowed within the city limits per edict 2883, section B, subsection 1-D.
Rose Soldier: I'm afraid they will have to be confiscated, and I must detain you for—
Amadeus: Excuse me! I'm terribly sorry.
Amadeus: There appears to have been a misunderstanding.
Rose Soldier: And you are?
Amadeus: Timothy. Timothy Fairhill of Fairhill farms.
Amadeus: You see, there was a monster attack, and my grandpa Warren got caught by a magical blast.
Amadeus: Went a bit... odd after that. ...Even changed his clothes.
Knight: Oh, I heard about things like that happening. Out in the hills, I think?
Amadeus: Indeed, indeed. We've traveled quite far to seek treatment from The Rose.
Knight: ...But... that was a while ago. Before the big whale and the sand and the shiny dome.
Amadeus: Well, of course! It didn't seem safe to travel with everything else going on.
Knight: ...Makes sense.
Amadeus: So, good gate guard, and sir knight, I apologize again for my grandpa's careless words.
Amadeus: And I do hope he has caused no offense.
Rose Soldier: There's no invisible vegetables then?
Amadeus: I'm afraid not. Side effect of the hallucinations, you know.
Rose Soldier: Well...
Rose Soldier: Alright then. Go on. You'll be looking for the Ivory Tower for treatment.
Rose Soldier: East side of the city, can't miss it.
Amadeus: Thank you, good sir. Come along now, grandpa.
Warlic: ...Thank you.
*Amadeus' quick thinking helped recover from Warlic's carelessness, but the gate guards continue to be wary of the duo.*
Knight: ...That was weird. Was it okay to let them inside the city?
Rose Soldier: Can't be any weirder than the other folks we've had around here recently.
Rose Soldier: Between the Vind's elves and mages and who knows what else, I'm sure they'll fit right in.
Knight: I saw a gnome the other day!
Rose Soldier: Sure you did. Sure.
Completion of this quest unlocks the Stone element option via Dragon Elementization.
Completion of this quest unlocks the 'Change Faction' option at the Swordhaven Castle.
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