Editing Forum:Deepeater's Riposte

{{Forumheader|Fan Fiction}}
{{Weapon infobox
|name= Deepeater's Riposte
|class= [[Exotic]]
|type= [[Sword]]
|impact= 72
|magazine= 48-60 {{c|Catalyst}}
|ammo= Heavy
|damage= {{icon|Arc}} Arc
|charge rate= 30
|swing speed= 35
|guard resistance= 100
|guard efficiency= 46
|guard endurance= 88
|service= [[Xivu Arath's Horde]] {{c|formerly}} <br> [[Guardian]]s
|affiliation= [[Forum:Koraak, Son of Xivu Arath|Koraak, Son of Xivu Arath]]
}}
{{Quote|Do not fear the Deep. Embrace it.|Weapon description}}
'''Deepeater's Riposte''' is an [[Exotic]] {{icon|Arc}} [[Sword]] found in the [[Season of Arrivals]]. It is acquired by completing hidden puzzles throughout the [[Forum:Takedown in the Arcology Depths|Takedown in the Arcology Depths]] and by defeating [[Forum:Zohksŭl, Forsworn of Quria|Zohksŭl, Forsworn of Quria]].
==Gameplay==
*Intrinsic: '''Smothering Grasp''' - Heavy attacks creates a massive wave of energy that blinds and weakens targets.
*'''[[Light.gg:2827049491|Honed Edge]]''' - Increased Sword Damage
*'''[[Light.gg:2349202967|Heavy Guard]]''' - Sword Guard has overall high defenses, but lowers charge rate
*Exotic Trait: '''Ichor of Koraak''' - Targets stricken by this weapon take damage over time.
===Catalyst===
The Catalyst can be acquired by random chance, granting greater success by completing the Takedown on harder difficulties. Upon acquiring the Catalyst, it requires 250 Hive [[Major]]s and/or [[Ultra]]s to be killed. Once completed, the Catalyst provides the following:

*+12 Ammo Capacity
*Exotic Trait: '''Cataclysmic Rite''' - Killing targets with a heavy attack causes the Ichor of Koraak to spread.

During later patches, the Catalyst would apply [[Light.gg:598607952|Chain Reaction]] to the weapon.

==Lore==
'''"DO NOT FEAR THE DEEP. EMBRACE IT."'''

The weapon was no tall ask for you to assemble: all that was needed was a couple of scraps and wires just to keep the esoteric blade in place. But assembly wasn't without a hitch, of course. As your eyes cast over the strange blade, something catches your eye. A rune etched in Hive blood, faintly glowing in the bleak, clammy darkness of the Arcology. Against your own caution and judgement, you inspect the strange rune, fingertips grazing the fine marking, not even displacing the caked blood. Upon contact, a pang. A blade. A sharpness pierces your mind then fades. But a heaviness remains. In the recesses of your mind a voice begins to speak:

"A blade. A simple construct for simple warriors. But what truly is wrong with simplicity in the face of war? To strike down an adversary and be done with it. Victory secured. A promise of superiority fulfilled. But that is not what you taught me, is it [[Xivu Arath, God of War|mother]]? 

"'Each and every war is an opportunity for advancement. For supremacy.' You first told me, 'For the perfection of the living condition of those who live by the Deep's logic. And thus that's why I spawned you, dearest [[Forum:Koraak, Son of Xivu Arath|Koraak]], to advance war in my name. To reach out and strike down our foes not just by blade, but by the might of sorcery too. So sharpen your mind as you do your blade, and bind the universe to your will, beloved, feeble son!'

"So I did. While my siblings squabbled amongst themselves, clashing senseless brutality against one another, I found wit and paracausality to be a faithful companion. When I found my might challenged, I laid my adversaries down low not with brute force, but by dark might. It took me years, I must admit, centuries of trial and error to harness and properly annunciate each and every heinous rite I invoked so that my enemies can falter, but when the fruits of my labor were complete, my adversaries' ridicule turned to fear and respect. And for once in my once-meek existence, I felt your pride shining from your precipice.

"And as I turned my might upon the foes of our singular, perfect truth, my tithe grew stronger, better. My brood grew, my flock bolstered and my agents spread across the universe in my glorious name. But I must admit that it was you who spurred me forward, mother. Spurred me to such glorious heights of fiendish power as my very sorcery shook worlds to pieces, rent armies asunder and allowed our armies to tear down the fetid forces of the Sky. To even topple that [[Gift Mast|damnable mast]] and it's [[Harmony|feculent wish-priests]]. Ah, but I must admit, I relished their arrogance, thinking that they could ever rival me in our own domain, and I relished it far more as their arrogance turned to fear and terror as they were unmade word by word.

"What I truly mean to say, dearest mother, is that I now I've come to appreciate your distance from me. Not that I despise you now, no, but without your negligence when I needed it most, I wouldn't have pushed myself to such great, profane heights! The hatred I held for you for years has advanced my condition far above the station of my peers. And without your aid, I would never have learned to fight for myself. And for that, I not only thank you, but love you for your isolation for me. So, now, I teach my faithful the lesson to be found here; power comes from yourself. And if you cannot advance yourself, either through might or magic, you deserve to fade and be forgotten. May this lesson stretch to eternity. May this lesson aid in our war eternal. May this lesson see this pathetic [[Sol System|ring of worlds]], and their [[The Traveler|shrine to the Sky]], burn.

"And may it see this cruel edge end up in the hands of a truly worthy exemplar of this logic. I may try to breed or birth a worthy champion of this lesson, but one may come before me, fitting to wield this jagged, rune-etched blade. It may not happen for millennia, but I may find them here, as I bring forth a new crusade to engulf the stars in your glorious name, and perhaps, for once and for the good of the universe, end our great pursuit. If I falter, always remember my logic. It suits our purpose well."
==Appearance==
*''[[Destiny 2]]:'' ''[[Season of Arrivals]]'' {{1st}}