Feltroc Suit

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Feltroc Suit
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Specifications

Name:

Feltroc Suit

Rarity:

Legendary

Class:

Hunter

Availability

Loot drop?:

Yes

Sources:

Leviathan, Eater of Worlds

 

Feltroc Suit is a Legendary Hunter Armor set that was previously acquired from the Leviathan, Eater of Worlds Raid Lair.

Mask of FeltrocEdit

 
Mask of Feltroc

"I can solve this. Give me a weapon."
Feltroc, the Skull-Piercer at the Battle of Kaga-Clipse

LoreEdit

 
"And my vanquisher will read that book, seeking the weapon, and they will come to understand me, where I have been and where I was going."
The following is a verbatim transcription of an official document for archival reasons. As the original content is transcribed word-for-word, any possible discrepancies and/or errors are included.

Feltroc, the Skull-Piercer, wore this last. A gun in her hands was a guarantee of victory. Whispers that my Shadows could kill from anywhere, as quickly as a spoken word, drew from her deeds.

There is a tribe among Guardians with similar penchants for surgical strikes, is there not? Perhaps one of them could take her place.

Calus, Emperor of the Cabal

Grips of FeltrocEdit

 
Grips of Feltroc

"There's something very settling about sleeping atop a pile of my own spent rounds."
— Feltroc, the Skull-Piercer

LoreEdit

 
"And my vanquisher will read that book, seeking the weapon, and they will come to understand me, where I have been and where I was going."
The following is a verbatim transcription of an official document for archival reasons. As the original content is transcribed word-for-word, any possible discrepancies and/or errors are included.

The day the Shadows died, Feltroc sat in a perch high above the fighting, among a sea of glittering rounds. There was a Red Legion corpse for each shell on the engineering deck of Ghaul's ship below. When everything in her field of vision was dead, she took aim at the enemy's airborne rounds, the ones meant for the Shadows still in the fight. She had hit several by the time the Red Legion managed to fill the air shaft around her with a neurotoxin.

—Calus, Emperor of the Cabal

Vest of FeltrocEdit

 
Vest of Feltroc

"The Loyalists won't be ready until every world in this system casts a Shadow. Calus will get us there."
— Feltroc, the Skull-Piercer

LoreEdit

 
"And my vanquisher will read that book, seeking the weapon, and they will come to understand me, where I have been and where I was going."
The following is a verbatim transcription of an official document for archival reasons. As the original content is transcribed word-for-word, any possible discrepancies and/or errors are included.

As a Psion, Feltroc possessed the uncanny ability to slow her breathing and steady her motion with a layer of telekinetic manipulation. Before her passing, she had long sought a seat on my Psion Council, to help maintain the nightmare realm I reserve for prisoners and punishing wayward Loyalists. But she proved to be too valuable an asset in the field.

The life of a Shadow is sometimes a life of disappointment, and it pains me to say so. A burden I will carry until the end comes.

—Calus, Emperor of the Cabal

Boots of FeltrocEdit

 
Boots of Feltroc

"The Clipse worship guns. That's why Rull and I have an understanding. Even if he's not bright."
— Feltroc, the Skull-Piercer

LoreEdit

 
"And my vanquisher will read that book, seeking the weapon, and they will come to understand me, where I have been and where I was going."
The following is a verbatim transcription of an official document for archival reasons. As the original content is transcribed word-for-word, any possible discrepancies and/or errors are included.

As with the Fulminator after her, I gifted Feltroc with a second skin—a battle harness that allowed her to stride with the physical dimensions of the average bipedal Loyalist. I had intended it to be an asset to her, a means to faster preparation with her armory of weapons, a place to store additional tools, and allow her to enter combat with the ergonomics of a "standard" soldier.

She told me she preferred it because it gave her enemies a fair shot at her head. I enjoyed her company immensely.

—Calus, Emperor of the Cabal

Cloak of FeltrocEdit

 
Cloak of Feltroc

"I can outshoot anybody. Even the Traveler-spawn. My mind's bigger, too."
— Feltroc, the Skull-Piercer

LoreEdit

 
"And my vanquisher will read that book, seeking the weapon, and they will come to understand me, where I have been and where I was going."
The following is a verbatim transcription of an official document for archival reasons. As the original content is transcribed word-for-word, any possible discrepancies and/or errors are included.

Feltroc pitied your kind for your reliance on the Light. Prove her wrong. Show this universe you can open your mind and accept new horizons, as she did. Your predecessors have sought to understand other sources of power, to control them. None have embraced them like I have. Like you could.

There is an entire spectrum of power left untapped that your Light prevents you from realizing.

When the time comes, seek me out. I will teach you to grow fat from strength.

—Calus, Emperor of the Cabal

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