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[[File:Grimoire Auto Rifles.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire Auto Rifles.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
All-purpose weapons of war, the standard Auto Rifle is ideal for a number of combat scenarios. Stability is key to controlling fully automatic weapons. | All-purpose weapons of war, the standard Auto Rifle is ideal for a number of combat scenarios. Stability is key to controlling fully automatic weapons. | ||
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''Nostalgia as a weapon of war. Style as a hallmark of victory.'' | ''Nostalgia as a weapon of war. Style as a hallmark of victory.'' | ||
Suros engineers designed the Regime using recovered Golden Age schematics. Forced out of production by a crippling shortage of smartmatter, the few remaining models are cherished by those | [[Suros]] engineers designed the [[Suros Regime|Regime]] using recovered [[Golden Age]] schematics. Forced out of production by a crippling shortage of smartmatter, the few remaining models are cherished by those [[Guardian]]s fortunate enough to wield them. | ||
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''Ionized polymer synballistic attack platform. The system's lethality is dynamically robust across tactical spaces.'' | ''Ionized polymer synballistic attack platform. The system's lethality is dynamically robust across tactical spaces.'' | ||
As the City's understanding of Golden Age methods expands, foundries continue to push the cutting edge of tactical armament. The Hard Light prototype is a showcase, built with the rarest recovered materials and the most computationally demanding design methods. The design team included several specialist | As the [[The Last City|City]]'s understanding of Golden Age methods expands, foundries continue to push the cutting edge of tactical armament. The [[Hard Light]] prototype is a showcase, built with the rarest recovered materials and the most computationally demanding design methods. The design team included several specialist [[Exo]]s and at least one [[Warlock]] [[thanatonaut]]. | ||
In its current iteration, the Hard Light design fires a superheated polymer round with exotic capabilities. | In its current iteration, the Hard Light design fires a superheated polymer round with [[exotic]] capabilities. | ||
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''There will always be paths to tread and methods to try. Roll with it.'' | ''There will always be paths to tread and methods to try. Roll with it.'' | ||
Originally designed as a showpiece, the Monte Carlo's sleek demeanor and intricate firing system make it more than a fashion statement. In the right hands, this beauty puts all the risk at the wrong end of its bayonet | Originally designed as a showpiece, the [[Monte Carlo]]'s sleek demeanor and intricate firing system make it more than a fashion statement. In the right hands, this beauty puts all the risk at the wrong end of its bayonet | ||
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''"Eternity is very close. Can you feel yourself slipping?"'' | ''"Eternity is very close. Can you feel yourself slipping?"'' | ||
The Weapons of Sorrow were believed to be nothing more than a myth. But even the darkest myths are born of some truths, and whispers of the Necrochasm have long filled the Light with dread. | The [[Weapons of Sorrow]] were believed to be nothing more than a myth. But even the darkest myths are born of some truths, and whispers of the [[Necrochasm]] have long filled the [[Light]] with dread. | ||
It is said the Necrochasm was born in the twilight after | It is said the Necrochasm was born in the twilight after [[Crota]]'s sword first cracked the Moon. That a lost Guardian's weapon was altered by the [[Hive]] in an attempt to fuse their own dark understanding with [[human]]ity's mastery of war. The result was a weapon that would feed on its owner's aggression—reaching further when angry eyes drew focus, its hunger rising as it tore through bone and flesh. | ||
Any Guardian who comes across the weapon must ask some very simple questions with endlessly complicated answers: Is your Light bright enough to stand, even briefly, in full gaze of the Hive's abyss? Can it handle what has died and been reborn in those shadows? | Any Guardian who comes across the weapon must ask some very simple questions with endlessly complicated answers: Is your Light bright enough to stand, even briefly, in full gaze of the Hive's abyss? Can it handle what has died and been reborn in those shadows? | ||
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''An upcycled torrent of righteous thunder.'' | ''An upcycled torrent of righteous thunder.'' | ||
When you're out beyond the Wall, sometimes you have to take what you can find, and make it work. Though its original makers and their no-doubt-desperate straits are lost to history, the Zhalo Supercell remains a striking example of what a Guardian can do with some outdated tech, a deep command of fundamental Light, and a spark of inspiration. | When you're out beyond the Wall, sometimes you have to take what you can find, and make it work. Though its original makers and their no-doubt-desperate straits are lost to history, the [[Zhalo Supercell]] remains a striking example of what a Guardian can do with some outdated tech, a deep command of fundamental Light, and a spark of inspiration. | ||
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''Wait for enemy to make a mistake. Die. Stand by for Ghost Resurrection. Repeat as necessary.'' | ''Wait for enemy to make a mistake. Die. Stand by for Ghost Resurrection. Repeat as necessary.'' | ||
"Good evening, [[Banshee-44]]!" | |||
"Howdy." | |||
"Doing well, thank you. ...Actually, I had a bit of difficulty today." | |||
"Uh..." | |||
"The problem with a historical [[engram]] is, even if I can figure out when the engram was encoded, that still doesn't tell me when the contents were written. Or even when the events described by the writer take place." | |||
"Uh huh." | |||
"This particular engram is heavily degraded. Encoded Mid-Golden Age, allegedly written by someone named [[Wikipedia:Plutarch|Plutarch]], a historian who in turn is writing about someone named Fabius Maximus. But who were they? When did they live? In what kind of warfare was this 'Fabian Strategy' applied?" | |||
"The whatnow strategy?" | |||
"Fabian Strategy. It apparently involves attrition tactics and avoiding direct conflict until an enemy makes a mistake." | |||
"...Huh." | |||
"'Huh' indeed!" | |||
"...But with [[Ghost]] res—" | |||
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[[File:Grimoire Scout Rifles.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire Scout Rifles.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
The preferred weapon of seasoned marksmen, the Scout Rifle is a single-shot precision firearm. Favoring accuracy above all else, the Scout Rifle packs increased stopping power to counter its low rate of fire. | The preferred weapon of seasoned marksmen, the Scout Rifle is a single-shot precision firearm. Favoring accuracy above all else, the Scout Rifle packs increased stopping power to counter its low rate of fire. | ||
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''Select application: Ballistic engagement. Entrenching tool. Avionics trawl. Troll smasher. Stellar sextant. List continues.'' | ''Select application: Ballistic engagement. Entrenching tool. Avionics trawl. Troll smasher. Stellar sextant. List continues.'' | ||
Few weapons are balanced this precisely. Once you get a feel for the Multi-Tool it will sit weightlessly in your hand. Firing it will feel less like an action and more like an extension of your will. | Few weapons are balanced this precisely. Once you get a feel for the [[MIDA Multi-Tool|Multi-Tool]] it will sit weightlessly in your hand. Firing it will feel less like an action and more like an extension of your will. | ||
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==The Fate of All Fools== | ==The [[Fate of All Fools]]== | ||
[[File:Grimoire Fate of All Fools.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire Fate of All Fools.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
''The wise man knows his fate. The fool merely finds it.'' | ''The wise man knows his fate. The fool merely finds it.'' | ||
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==Touch of Malice== | ==[[Touch of Malice]]== | ||
[[File:Grimoire Touch of Malice.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire Touch of Malice.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
{{Quote|Let them feel every lash, every curse, every touch of malice that they first dealt to me.|Eris Morn}} | {{Quote|Let them feel every lash, every curse, every touch of malice that they first dealt to me.|[[Eris Morn]]}} | ||
Here am I, with the power to craft from my enemy's darkest secrets a weapon that could wound them at their core! | Here am I, with the power to craft from my enemy's darkest secrets a weapon that could wound them at their core! | ||
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''What kind of harebrained scheme have you got in mind this time?'' | ''What kind of harebrained scheme have you got in mind this time?'' | ||
Like many weapons of the Dark Age, the Jade Rabbit was created from hastily reassembled—and often poorly understood—Golden Age technology: in this case, kinetic low-atmosphere propulsion systems in use on Luna settlements. Even the weapon's casing is cut from the plasteel bulwarks of the First Light installation. | Like many weapons of the [[Dark Age]], the [[Jade Rabbit]] was created from hastily reassembled—and often poorly understood—Golden Age technology: in this case, [[kinetic]] low-atmosphere propulsion systems in use on [[Moon|Luna]] settlements. Even the weapon's casing is cut from the plasteel bulwarks of the [[First Light]] installation. | ||
The significance of the markings: 玉兔, or | The significance of the markings: 玉兔, or "Jade Rabbit," are unfortunately lost to history. | ||
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City foundries produce a wide variety of weapons in an attempt to anticipate Guardians' ever-changing needs on the battlefield. But no Guardian can carry all guns at all times. | City foundries produce a wide variety of weapons in an attempt to anticipate Guardians' ever-changing needs on the battlefield. But no Guardian can carry all guns at all times. | ||
Enter the Boolean Gemini. Designed by a think tank of Guardians and foundry representatives, the Gemini was designed to be two guns in one, with a flexible design that allows Guardians to toggle between distinct combat styles for maximum efficiency. | Enter the [[Boolean Gemini]]. Designed by a think tank of Guardians and foundry representatives, the Gemini was designed to be two guns in one, with a flexible design that allows Guardians to toggle between distinct combat styles for maximum efficiency. | ||
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==Tlaloc== | ==[[Tlaloc]]== | ||
[[File:Grimoire Tlaloc.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire Tlaloc.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
''Release the storm. Hold nothing back.'' | ''Release the storm. Hold nothing back.'' | ||
"Master [[Ikora Rey|Rey]]." | |||
"Gunsmith... What brings you here?" | |||
"Workin' on a custom piece." | |||
"Are you?" | |||
"Yep. For a Warlock." | |||
"Mm. And how are you finding the work?" | |||
"You know. It goes and comes. Memory ain't what it was." | |||
"Yes." | |||
"Good to be back in the shop, though." | |||
"I'm glad of it. Well, then, I suspect you'll find some of my recent research quite interesting." | |||
"S'why I'm here." | |||
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==Bad Juju== | ==[[Bad Juju]]== | ||
[[File:Grimoire Bad Juju.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire Bad Juju.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
'' "If you believe your weapon wants to murder all existence, then so it will."''<br /> | '' "If you believe your weapon wants to murder all existence, then so it will."''<br /> | ||
- Toland the Shattered | - [[Toland]] the Shattered | ||
There must be a structured, mechanical explanation for this weapon's hunger for combat. There must be. But none has been found. | There must be a structured, mechanical explanation for this weapon's hunger for combat. There must be. But none has been found. | ||
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==Red Death== | ==[[Red Death]]== | ||
[[File:Grimoire Red Death.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire Red Death.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
''Vanguard policy urges Guardians to destroy this weapon on sight. It is a Guardian killer.'' | ''[[Vanguard]] policy urges Guardians to destroy this weapon on sight. It is a Guardian killer.'' | ||
Only rumors tell of the mad Guardian who fashioned this butcher's tool. But its power is undeniable, and fear is a formidable weapon. | Only rumors tell of the mad Guardian who fashioned this butcher's tool. But its power is undeniable, and fear is a formidable weapon. | ||
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==No Time To Explain== | ==[[No Time To Explain]]== | ||
[[File:Grimoire No Time To Explain.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire No Time To Explain.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
''A single word is etched onto the inside of the weapon's casing: "Soon."'' | ''A single word is etched onto the inside of the weapon's casing: "Soon."'' | ||
Novarro's timeline analysis indicates the weapon is the fabled Exo Stranger's Rifle, enhanced at a future point in this continuity and then sent back to this present. | [[Novarro]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon is the fabled [[Exo Stranger]]'s [[The Stranger's Rifle|Rifle]], enhanced at a future point in this continuity and then sent back to this present. | ||
Deliah's timeline analysis indicates the weapon was built by Praedyth, who based it on his own version of the Exo Stranger's Rifle, and then set it adrift in a time ripple. | [[Deliah]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon was built by [[Praedyth]], who based it on his own version of the Exo Stranger's Rifle, and then set it adrift in a time ripple. | ||
Hari's timeline analysis indicates the weapon was built by beings of unidentifiable origin, and arrived here by pure accident. | [[Hari-5|Hari]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon was built by beings of unidentifiable origin, and arrived here by pure accident. | ||
Inachis's timeline analysis indicates the weapon originates from Earth, late Golden Age, and will eventually be lost to time ripples once again, where its systems will degrade and be replaced until our recent past acquires it as the Exo Stranger's Rifle. | [[Inachis]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon originates from [[Earth]], late Golden Age, and will eventually be lost to time ripples once again, where its systems will degrade and be replaced until our recent past acquires it as the Exo Stranger's Rifle. | ||
As for me... I think it's safe to say the weapon is proving far more fun than we could have hoped. | As for me... I think it's safe to say the weapon is proving far more fun than we could have hoped. | ||
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==[[Outbreak Prime]]== | |||
[[File:Grimoire Outbreak Prime.jpg|right|150px]] | |||
"This is an advanced Golden Age technology tied to the death of some of the Light’s greatest champions. It’s currently being used as a tool of the [[Fallen]] to push the limits of bio-evolutionary realities. And you’re kit-bashing it together with projectile-based war systems to make a handheld mechanism that delivers aggressive nano-mites?” –[[The Ghost|Ghost]] | |||
“That’s one way to put it. All I know is... when you pull this trigger, one plus one equals zero every time. I’ve done the math.” –[[Shiro-4]] | |||
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==Hawkmoon== | ==Hawkmoon== | ||
[[File:Grimoire Hawkmoon.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire Hawkmoon.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
''Stalk thy prey and let loose thy talons upon the Darkness'' | ''Stalk thy prey and let loose thy talons upon the [[Darkness]]'' | ||
The Hawkmoon is a true gunslinger's weapon - a smooth sidearm that makes every bullet count...some more than others. | The [[Hawkmoon]] is a true gunslinger's weapon - a smooth sidearm that makes every bullet count...some more than others. | ||
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==The Last Word== | ==The Last Word== | ||
[[File:Grimoire The Last Word.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire The Last Word.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
{{quote|Yours...not mine.|Renegade Hunter Shin Malphur to Dredgen Yor during the showdown at Dwindler's Ridge}} | {{quote|Yours...not mine.|Renegade [[Hunter]] [[Shin Malphur]] to [[Dredgen Yor]] during the showdown at [[Dwindler's Ridge]]}} | ||
The Last Word is a romantic weapon, a throwback to simpler times when steady aim and large rounds were enough to dispense justice in the wilds of a lawless frontier. Of course, some might say that time has come again. | [[The Last Word]] is a romantic weapon, a throwback to simpler times when steady aim and large rounds were enough to dispense justice in the wilds of a lawless frontier. Of course, some might say that time has come again. | ||
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==Ghost Fragment: The Last Word== | ==Ghost Fragment: The Last Word== | ||
[[File:Grimoire GF The Last Word 1-2.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire GF The Last Word 1-2.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
I'm writing this from memory - some mine, but not all. The facts won't sync with the reality, but they'll be close, and there's no one to say otherwise, so for all intents and purposes, this will be the history of a settlement we called Palamon and the horrors that followed an all too brief peace. | I'm writing this from memory - some mine, but not all. The facts won't sync with the reality, but they'll be close, and there's no one to say otherwise, so for all intents and purposes, this will be the history of a settlement we called [[Palamon]] and the horrors that followed an all too brief peace. | ||
I remember home, and stories of a paradise we'd all get to see some day - of a City, "shining even in the night." Palamon didn't shine, but it was sanctuary, of a sort. | I remember home, and stories of a paradise we'd all get to see some day - of a City, "shining even in the night." Palamon didn't shine, but it was sanctuary, of a sort. | ||
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Drifters came and went. On occasion they would stay, but rarely. | Drifters came and went. On occasion they would stay, but rarely. | ||
We had no real government, but there was rule of law. Basic tenets agreed upon by all and eventually overseen by Magistrate Loken. | We had no real government, but there was rule of law. Basic tenets agreed upon by all and eventually overseen by Magistrate [[Loken]]. | ||
And there you have it...no government, until there was. I was young, so I barely understood. I remember Loken as a hardworking man who just became broken. Mostly I think he was sad. Sad and frightened. As his fingers tightened on Palamon, people left. Those who stayed saw our days became grey. Loken's protection - from the Fallen, from ourselves - became dictatorial. | And there you have it...no government, until there was. I was young, so I barely understood. I remember Loken as a hardworking man who just became broken. Mostly I think he was sad. Sad and frightened. As his fingers tightened on Palamon, people left. Those who stayed saw our days became grey. Loken's protection - from the Fallen, from ourselves - became dictatorial. | ||
Looking back, I think maybe Loken had just lost too much - of himself, his family. But everyone lost something. And some of us had nothing to begin with. My only memory of my parents is a haze, like a daydream, and a small light, like the spark of their souls. It's not anything I dwell on. They left me early, taken by | Looking back, I think maybe Loken had just lost too much - of himself, his family. But everyone lost something. And some of us had nothing to begin with. My only memory of my parents is a haze, like a daydream, and a small light, like the spark of their souls. It's not anything I dwell on. They left me early, taken by [[Dreg]]s. | ||
Palamon raised me from there. The family I call my own - called my own - cared for me as if I was their natural born son. And life was good. Being the only life I knew, my judgment is skewed, and it wasn't easy - pocked by loss as it was - but I would call it good. | Palamon raised me from there. The family I call my own - called my own - cared for me as if I was their natural born son. And life was good. Being the only life I knew, my judgment is skewed, and it wasn't easy - pocked by loss as it was - but I would call it good. | ||
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==Ghost Fragment: The Last Word 2== | ==Ghost Fragment: The Last Word 2== | ||
[[File:Grimoire GF The Last Word 1-2.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire GF The Last Word 1-2.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
The man I would come to know as Jaren Ward, my third father and quite possibly my closest friend, came to Palamon from the south. | The man I would come to know as [[Jaren Ward]], my third father and quite possibly my closest friend, came to Palamon from the south. | ||
I was just a boy, but I'll never forget his silhouette on the empty trail as he made his slow walk into town. | I was just a boy, but I'll never forget his silhouette on the empty trail as he made his slow walk into town. | ||
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I recall turning back to my father and seeing the looks on the faces of everyone I knew. There was worry there - my father slowly shaking his head as if pleading with me to ignore the gift. | I recall turning back to my father and seeing the looks on the faces of everyone I knew. There was worry there - my father slowly shaking his head as if pleading with me to ignore the gift. | ||
I turned back to the man I would come to know as Jaren Ward, the finest Hunter this system may ever know and one of the greatest Guardians to ever defend the Traveler's Light... | I turned back to the man I would come to know as Jaren Ward, the finest Hunter this system may ever know and one of the greatest Guardians to ever defend the [[Traveler]]'s Light... | ||
And I took the weapon in my hand. Carefully. Gently. | And I took the weapon in my hand. Carefully. Gently. | ||
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The heavy wood along the cliffs' edge caught the wind, holding back the cold and the rush of water muffled our conversation. | The heavy wood along the cliffs' edge caught the wind, holding back the cold and the rush of water muffled our conversation. | ||
We'd seen dual | We'd seen dual [[Skiff]]s hanging low as they cut through the valley. | ||
Wasn't known Fallen territory, but anymore that's a dangerous assumption. | Wasn't known Fallen territory, but anymore that's a dangerous assumption. | ||
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We could hold our own in a fight, but only the dead went looking for one—a hard truth that cut in direct opposition to our reasons for being so far from anything resembling civilization, much less our safety. | We could hold our own in a fight, but only the dead went looking for one—a hard truth that cut in direct opposition to our reasons for being so far from anything resembling civilization, much less our safety. | ||
The Skiffs had spooked Kressler and Nada, and, in truth, me as well. But, looking back, I think we were all just grasping for any good reason to turn back. | The Skiffs had spooked [[Kressler]] and [[Nada]], and, in truth, me as well. But, looking back, I think we were all just grasping for any good reason to turn back. | ||
Not because we would—turn back—but because it seemed to be our only real hope, and I think we all knew it. | Not because we would—turn back—but because it seemed to be our only real hope, and I think we all knew it. | ||
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But more than confident—sure. He seemed sure. | But more than confident—sure. He seemed sure. | ||
No one else felt it—our own confidence, and any enthusiasm we'd had was set to wither soon as Brevin, Trenn and Mel were gunned down. | No one else felt it—our own confidence, and any enthusiasm we'd had was set to wither soon as [[Brevin]], [[Trenn]] and [[Mel]] were gunned down. | ||
The Ghost—Jaren's Ghost—never said a word to any of us. Just hung there. Always alert. Always judging. Not us, per se, but the moment. Any moment. | The Ghost—Jaren's Ghost—never said a word to any of us. Just hung there. Always alert. Always judging. Not us, per se, but the moment. Any moment. | ||
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I was only a boy – my face caked in soot, snot and sorrow. | I was only a boy – my face caked in soot, snot and sorrow. | ||
I'd assumed Jaren, my friend, our Guardian, the savior of Palamon, would always protect us – could always save us... | |||
But I was a fool. | But I was a fool. | ||
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He rarely spoke. Took a room. Took our hospitality. | He rarely spoke. Took a room. Took our hospitality. | ||
I was intrigued by him, as I was Jaren when | I was intrigued by him, as I was Jaren when he'd first arrived. | ||
But the stranger was cold. Distant. Damaged, I thought. | But the stranger was cold. Distant. Damaged, I thought. | ||
But I | But I wasn't afraid. Not yet. | ||
Only a child, I knew the monsters of our world to walk like men, but they were not. They were something alien. Four-armed and savage. | Only a child, I knew the monsters of our world to walk like men, but they were not. They were something alien. Four-armed and savage. | ||
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The stranger was polite, but solemn. | The stranger was polite, but solemn. | ||
I took him for a sad, broken man, and he was. Though, at the time, I | I took him for a sad, broken man, and he was. Though, at the time, I didn't understand how that could make one dangerous. | ||
As with Jaren, father made an effort to keep me away from the stranger. | As with Jaren, father made an effort to keep me away from the stranger. | ||
It | It wouldn't matter. | ||
As the silhouette approached, fear held tight. | As the silhouette approached, fear held tight. | ||
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Leaving ruin and a heartbroken, terrified boy in his wake without a second glance. | Leaving ruin and a heartbroken, terrified boy in his wake without a second glance. | ||
I've been chasing that stranger's shadow ever since. | |||
''Now.'' | ''Now.'' | ||
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The other spoke... | The other spoke... | ||
"Been awhile." | |||
I gave no reply. | I gave no reply. | ||
"The gunslinger's sword... his cannon. That was a gift." | |||
My silence held as my thumb caressed the perfectly worn hammer at my hip. | My silence held as my thumb caressed the perfectly worn hammer at my hip. | ||
"An offering from me... to you." | |||
The heat grew. Centered in my chest. | The heat grew. Centered in my chest. | ||
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The other probed... | The other probed... | ||
"Nothing to say?" | |||
He let the words hang. | He let the words hang. | ||
"I've been waiting for you. For this day." | |||
His attempt at conversation felt mundane when judged against all that had come before. | His attempt at conversation felt mundane when judged against all that had come before. | ||
"Many times I thought you'd faltered. Given up..." | |||
All | All I'd lost, all who'd suffered, flashed rapid through my mind, intercut with a dark silhouette walking toward a frightened, weak, coward of a boy. | ||
The fire burned in me. | The fire burned in me. | ||
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The other continued... | The other continued... | ||
"But here you are. This is truly an end..." | |||
As his tongue slipped between syllables my gun hand moved as if of its own will. | As his tongue slipped between syllables my gun hand moved as if of its own will. | ||
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Reflex and purpose merged with anger, clarity and an overwhelming need for just that... an end. | Reflex and purpose merged with anger, clarity and an overwhelming need for just that... an end. | ||
In step with my motion, the fire within burst into focus – through my shoulder, down my arm – as my finger closed on the trigger of my third | In step with my motion, the fire within burst into focus – through my shoulder, down my arm – as my finger closed on the trigger of my third father's cannon. | ||
Two shots. Two bullets engulfed in an angry glow. | Two shots. Two bullets engulfed in an angry glow. | ||
The other fell. | The other fell. | ||
I walked to his corpse. He never raised his cursed Thorn – the jagged gun with the festering sickness. | I walked to his corpse. He never raised his cursed [[Thorn]] – the jagged gun with the festering sickness. | ||
I looked down at the dead man who had caused so much death. | I looked down at the dead man who had caused so much death. | ||
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I thought back to my earliest days. Of Palamon. Of Jaren. | I thought back to my earliest days. Of Palamon. Of Jaren. | ||
Leveling my cannon at the dead | Leveling my cannon at the dead man's helm, I paid one final tribute to my mentor, my savior, my father and my friend... | ||
"Yours... Not mine." | |||
...as I closed my grip, allowing | ...as I closed my grip, allowing Jaren's cannon, now my own, to have the last, loud word. | ||
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The noble man stood. And the people looked to him. For he was a beacon - hope given form, yet still only a man. And within that truth there was great promise. If one man could stand against the night, then so too could anyone - everyone. | The noble man stood. And the people looked to him. For he was a beacon - hope given form, yet still only a man. And within that truth there was great promise. If one man could stand against the night, then so too could anyone - everyone. | ||
In his strong hand the man held a Rose. And his aura burned bright. | In his strong hand the man held a [[Rose]]. And his aura burned bright. | ||
When the man journeyed on, the people remembered. In his wake hope spread. But the man had a secret fear. His thoughts were dark. A sadness crept from the depths of his being. He had been a hero for so long, but pride had led him down sorrow's road. | When the man journeyed on, the people remembered. In his wake hope spread. But the man had a secret fear. His thoughts were dark. A sadness crept from the depths of his being. He had been a hero for so long, but pride had led him down sorrow's road. | ||
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PARTIES: Four [4]. Three [3] unidentified [u.1, u.2, u.3], One [1] unconfirmed. | PARTIES: Four [4]. Three [3] unidentified [u.1, u.2, u.3], One [1] unconfirmed. | ||
ASSOCIATIONS: Breaklands; Durga; Last Word; Malphur, Shin; North Channel; Palamon; Thorn; Velor; Ward, Jaren; WoS; Yor, Dredgen; | ASSOCIATIONS: [[Breaklands]]; [[Durga]]; Last Word; Malphur, Shin; [[North Channel]]; Palamon; Thorn; [[Velor]]; Ward, Jaren; WoS; Yor, Dredgen; | ||
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[u.2:0.6] All | [u.2:0.6] All we've seen and now, here with me, you have no words. | ||
[u.1:0.6] I have words. | [u.1:0.6] I have words. | ||
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[u.1:1.3] You are no longer yourself. | [u.1:1.3] You are no longer yourself. | ||
[u.2:1.4] I am myself. | [u.2:1.4] I am myself. It's who I was that's gone. | ||
[u.1:1.4] Who you were held all the value. | [u.1:1.4] Who you were held all the value. | ||
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[u.2:1.9] And yet people still die. Corruption still exists. Light still fades. And Darkness still spreads. | [u.2:1.9] And yet people still die. Corruption still exists. Light still fades. And Darkness still spreads. | ||
[u.1:1.9] As it will ever be, that | [u.1:1.9] As it will ever be, that doesn't mean you give in to... | ||
[u.2:2.0] To what? Hope. | [u.2:2.0] To what? Hope. | ||
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[u.1:2.1] You have blood on your hands. | [u.1:2.1] You have blood on your hands. | ||
[u.2:2.2] | [u.2:2.2] How's that any different than prior? | ||
[u.1:2.2] Innocent blood. | [u.1:2.2] Innocent blood. | ||
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[u.2:2.3] Matter of perspective. | [u.2:2.3] Matter of perspective. | ||
[u.1:2.3] | [u.1:2.3] That's the shadow talking. | ||
[u.2:2.4] And am I not. | [u.2:2.4] And am I not. | ||
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[u.1:2.4] The shadow? | [u.1:2.4] The shadow? | ||
[u.2:2.5] Ya know... These past cycles, | [u.2:2.5] Ya know... These past cycles, you've made an honorable effort. Tried your best to correct my course. But I don't know it needs correcting. | ||
[u.1:2.5] And if it does? | [u.1:2.5] And if it does? | ||
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[u.1:2.6] 'Could be' is a winding path. | [u.1:2.6] 'Could be' is a winding path. | ||
[u.2:2.7] Long way from where I was to where | [u.2:2.7] Long way from where I was to where I'm going. | ||
[u.1:2.7] That is my hope. That there is still time. | [u.1:2.7] That is my hope. That there is still time. | ||
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[silence] | [silence] | ||
[u.2:2.9] | [u.2:2.9] Why'd you pick me? | ||
[u.1:2.9] It | [u.1:2.9] It doesn't work that way. | ||
[u.2:3.0] Was I special? | [u.2:3.0] Was I special? | ||
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[u.1:3.1] You are all special. | [u.1:3.1] You are all special. | ||
[u.2:3.2] Seems to contradict the word | [u.2:3.2] Seems to contradict the word don't it. | ||
[u.1:3.2] Not in my estimation. | [u.1:3.2] Not in my estimation. | ||
[u.2:3.3] If | [u.2:3.3] If we're all special, are any of us special? | ||
[u.1:3.3] Is that what you want? To be special? | [u.1:3.3] Is that what you want? To be special? | ||
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[u.2:3.4] Heh. | [u.2:3.4] Heh. | ||
[u.1:3.4] You dismiss, but | [u.1:3.4] You dismiss, but it's a very serious questions. Is that all you're after? Is all of the death worth that badge? | ||
[u.2:3.5] Am I not already more than the rest? | [u.2:3.5] Am I not already more than the rest? | ||
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[u.2:3.8] Yet you disagree so thoroughly with my change in perspective. | [u.2:3.8] Yet you disagree so thoroughly with my change in perspective. | ||
[u.1:3.8] If only the change was simply one of perspective. | [u.1:3.8] If only the change was simply one of perspective. You're "evolution" was no choice. This is not you having come to an understanding after | ||
careful considered thought. This is corruption. | careful considered thought. This is corruption. | ||
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[u.1:4.4] I will not speak the other. | [u.1:4.4] I will not speak the other. | ||
[u.2:4.5] It | [u.2:4.5] It doesn't matter. This is where we part ways. | ||
[u.1:4.5] I will not leave you. | [u.1:4.5] I will not leave you. | ||
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[u.1:4.6] Without me, your journey ahead will be more than any one Guardian can handle. | [u.1:4.6] Without me, your journey ahead will be more than any one Guardian can handle. | ||
[u.2:4.7] | [u.2:4.7] That's the point. It's been sometime since you saw me as worthy of walking among those I once called brother and sister. Yet... anymore, I | ||
feel as though I am worthy of so much more. | feel as though I am worthy of so much more. | ||
[u.1:4.7] Without me... You will die. | [u.1:4.7] Without me... You will die. | ||
[u.2:4.8] Someday. | [u.2:4.8] Someday. Won't be the first time. | ||
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for no one to find. | for no one to find. | ||
[u.1:4.9] Then | [u.1:4.9] Then I've failed you, completely. | ||
[u.2:5.1] Not me. Maybe the man I was. | [u.2:5.1] Not me. Maybe the man I was. | ||
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[u.2:5.7] Nothing dies like hope. I cherish it. | [u.2:5.7] Nothing dies like hope. I cherish it. | ||
[u.1:5.5] | [u.1:5.5] You're a monster. | ||
[u.2:5.8] Finally, you see the truth. | [u.2:5.8] Finally, you see the truth. | ||
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[u.1:5.6] [REDACTED] is truly dead. | [u.1:5.6] [REDACTED] is truly dead. | ||
[u.2:5.9] So | [u.2:5.9] So I've said. Long live Dredgen Yor. | ||
[u.1:5.7] This is farewell, but you can only run from your sins so far. In the end, you will die alone. | [u.1:5.7] This is farewell, but you can only run from your sins so far. In the end, you will die alone. | ||
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[u.2:6.0] Maybe so. But I gotta tell ya... I tend to like my odds. | [u.2:6.0] Maybe so. But I gotta tell ya... I tend to like my odds. | ||
[u.1:5.8] Your tainted | [u.1:5.8] Your tainted "Rose" will not always save you. | ||
[u.2:6.1] Old friend... It already has. | [u.2:6.1] Old friend... It already has. | ||
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PARTIES: Two [2]. One [1] Ghost-type, designate [REDACTED] [u.1], One [1] Guardian-type, Class [REDACTED] [u.2] | PARTIES: Two [2]. One [1] Ghost-type, designate [REDACTED] [u.1], One [1] Guardian-type, Class [REDACTED] [u.2] | ||
ASSOCIATIONS: Breaklands; Durga; | ASSOCIATIONS: Breaklands; Durga; Dwindler's Ridge; Last Word; Malphur, Shin; North Channel; Palamon; Thorn; Velor; Ward, Jaren; WoS; Yor, Dredgen; | ||
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[u.2:0.5] Heh. An old friend once saw me as the same. He was right, and, had we met earlier, so too would you be. | [u.2:0.5] Heh. An old friend once saw me as the same. He was right, and, had we met earlier, so too would you be. | ||
[u.1:0.6] | [u.1:0.6] You'd dare defend yourself – all you've done – as anything but monstrous? | ||
[u.2:0.6] No more than a hurricane. | [u.2:0.6] No more than a hurricane. | ||
[u.1:0.7] Then | [u.1:0.7] Then you're a force of nature? | ||
[u.2:0.7] I am all that is right. You may not see it – for lack of looking, or blind ignorance – but I am all that is good. | [u.2:0.7] I am all that is right. You may not see it – for lack of looking, or blind ignorance – but I am all that is good. | ||
[u.1:0.8] | [u.1:0.8] You've just murdered a good man. | ||
[u.2:0.8] He shot first. | [u.2:0.8] He shot first. | ||
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[u.1:1.7] What other? | [u.1:1.7] What other? | ||
[u.2:1.9] The dead | [u.2:1.9] The dead man's charge. | ||
[u.1:1.8] The boy? | [u.1:1.8] The boy? | ||
[u.1:1.9] | [u.1:1.9] You'd end him as well? | ||
[u.2:2.0] If it comes to that... | [u.2:2.0] If it comes to that... We'll see. | ||
[u.1:2.0] I | [u.1:2.0] I won't let you have the child. | ||
[u.2:2.1] Been long enough now, think maybe | [u.2:2.1] Been long enough now, think maybe he's a man. | ||
[u.1:2.1] You cannot have him. | [u.1:2.1] You cannot have him. | ||
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[u.2:2.2] Not yet. | [u.2:2.2] Not yet. | ||
[u.1:2.2] I | [u.1:2.2] I won't let you. | ||
[u.2:2.3] That you could stop me is an amusing thought. | [u.2:2.3] That you could stop me is an amusing thought. | ||
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[u.1:2.3] Why? | [u.1:2.3] Why? | ||
[u.2:2.6] Give the apprentice his | [u.2:2.6] Give the apprentice his master's "sword." It is a gift. | ||
[u.1:2.4] You cannot have him. | [u.1:2.4] You cannot have him. | ||
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[u.2:2.9] I am aware. | [u.2:2.9] I am aware. | ||
[u.1:2.7] | [u.1:2.7] You're trying to tempt him. You're feeding his anger. | ||
[u.2:3.0] The gun is a memento, nothing more. | [u.2:3.0] The gun is a memento, nothing more. | ||
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[u.2:3.1] There is no man here, I am now, and for the rest of time, only Dredgen Yor. | [u.2:3.1] There is no man here, I am now, and for the rest of time, only Dredgen Yor. | ||
[u.1:2.9] | [u.1:2.9] "The Eternal Abyss?" | ||
[u.2:3.2] So, not all the forgotten languages are dead. | [u.2:3.2] So, not all the forgotten languages are dead. | ||
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People always forget about the other one. The first one. They remember its twin, the Last Word, because that's an easier story to tell. But it's not the whole story. | People always forget about the other one. The first one. They remember its twin, the Last Word, because that's an easier story to tell. But it's not the whole story. | ||
Truth is, there were two of 'em, back then in the lawless days before the City was anything more than a rumor. There are thousands of tales of the fate of The First Curse, which one will you tell? | Truth is, there were two of 'em, back then in the lawless days before the City was anything more than a rumor. There are thousands of tales of the fate of [[The First Curse]], which one will you tell? | ||
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''Don't play your hand unless you're sure you have that ace in the hole.'' | ''Don't play your hand unless you're sure you have that ace in the hole.'' | ||
"Heeeeeeey there, Banshee!" | |||
"Whaddya want, [[Cayde-6|Cayde]]?" | |||
"Just checking in on that thing I asked you to do." | |||
"I told you, my smuggling days are over—" | |||
"No no shhh no not that! The other thing—" | |||
"What other thing?" | |||
"The custom piece! For—" | |||
"Oh right. Right. Course I'm doing that." | |||
"Yeah? How's it looking?" | |||
"Did all the design myself. So it's looking good." | |||
"Is that... an [[Ace of Spades|ace of spades]]?" | |||
"Yep." | |||
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''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 1'' | ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 1'' | ||
Scrawled in the margins are numerous notes: | Scrawled in the margins are numerous notes: "[[Vasili]], this man is not fit to write an instruction manual for a garden trowel. Do not worry. I have used my time well, and updated this <untranslatable> with notes that will help you every single day. You are welcome. —Your friend, [[Dmitri]]" | ||
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''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 15'' | ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 15'' | ||
"You want feedback, you <untranslatable> goat? Your machine technique for barrel rifling is inconsistent, the trigger assembly hasn't been updated in years, and the weapon shell has all the design aesthetic of a Lenin-era post office." | |||
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''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 17'' | ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 17'' | ||
"This is the folly of modern combat thinking, Vasili. We are safe, right? We have no need for soldiers; not anymore! And if we ever do again, they will think clearing a jam in an hour acceptable because a book told them so. That is why I am here. I will tell you different." | |||
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''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 26'' | ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 26'' | ||
"Vasili, do not do what this page says. When you see this, cut it out of the manual and throw it into a fire." | |||
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''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 33'' | ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 33'' | ||
"When you are trying to field strip your weapon, Vasili, you should use a cleaner of my own design. Recipe follows. DO NOT GET ON SKIN." | |||
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''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 38'' | ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 38'' | ||
"And the generals ask why the soldiers no longer have fighting spirit. What spirit can we have when this is what we work with? I make changes, here. Follow." | |||
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''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 54'' | ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 54'' | ||
"I've been toying with a new design for firing pin interface. See sketch below." | |||
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''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 67'' | ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 67'' | ||
"If [[Ivonovich]] gives you trouble, remind him who still has a picture of him in a bear suit. He will know." | |||
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''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 74'' | ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 74'' | ||
"Upper receiver assembly is over-engineered. Khvostov rifles are not art. They are tools! We can do better. See here. | "Upper receiver assembly is over-engineered. Khvostov rifles are not art. They are tools! We can do better. See here." | ||
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''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 78'' | ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 78'' | ||
"Lower extension assembly is surprisingly good design. Still think we can improve maintenance. Follow directions below." | |||
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''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 85'' | ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 85'' | ||
"Trigger assembly is a mess. Who thought this was a good idea? Use this design, use custom cleaning solution. See huge benefit, overnight. No questions asked!" | |||
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''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 86'' | ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 86'' | ||
"Auxiliary inspection points here, here, and here. Follow lines. Make sure you follow line 3 very closely. Does not go where you think." | |||
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''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 90'' | ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 90'' | ||
"Best advice a manual will give you: tell the people you love that you love them. There. Now you are ready to carry a Khvostov." | |||
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==Khvostov 7G-0X== | ==Khvostov 7G-0X== | ||
[[File:Grimoire Khvostov 7G-0X.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire Khvostov 7G-0X.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
{{quote| | {{quote|"In battle, you can only count on two things: your comrades and your Khvostov.|unattributed, Golden Age Russian saying}} | ||
The Khvostov 7G0X was the brainchild of two eras: the Golden Age and the City Age. Shiro-4 used the design schematics for the Khvostov series and a little Guardian ingenuity to craft a modern take on a legendary classic weapon. A fitting tribute to those old weaponsmiths and the newest Iron Lord. | The [[Khvostov 7G-0X|Khvostov 7G0X]] was the brainchild of two eras: the Golden Age and the [[City Age]]. Shiro-4 used the design schematics for the Khvostov series and a little Guardian ingenuity to craft a modern take on a legendary classic weapon. A fitting tribute to those old weaponsmiths and the [[The Guardian|newest]] [[Iron Lord]]. | ||
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DESCRIPTION: Conversation.<br> | DESCRIPTION: Conversation.<br> | ||
PARTIES: Two [2]. One [1] Ghost-type, designate [REDACTED] [u.1], One [1] Guardian-type, Class Hunter [u.2]<br> | PARTIES: Two [2]. One [1] Ghost-type, designate [REDACTED] [u.1], One [1] Guardian-type, Class Hunter [u.2]<br> | ||
ASSOCIATIONS: Breaklands; Durga; | ASSOCIATIONS: Breaklands; Durga; Dwindler's Ridge; Last Word; Malphur, Shin; North Channel; Orsa, Zyre [AKA Vale, Dredgen]; Palamon; Thorn; [[Dredgen Vale|Vale, Dredgen]] [AKA Orsa, Zyre]; Velor; Ward, Jaren; WoS; Yor, Dredgen; Yor, Shadows of<br> | ||
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//TRANSCRIPT FOLLOWS.../<br> | //TRANSCRIPT FOLLOWS.../<br> | ||
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[u.2:0.4] The Vanguard has an eye on...<br> | [u.2:0.4] The Vanguard has an eye on...<br> | ||
[u.1:0.5] The Vanguard have their eyes on many things.<br> | [u.1:0.5] The Vanguard have their eyes on many things.<br> | ||
[u.2:0.5] | [u.2:0.5] I'm aware.<br> | ||
[u.1:0.6] Then what will you do?<br> | [u.1:0.6] Then what will you do?<br> | ||
[silence]<br> | [silence]<br> | ||
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==Ghost Fragment: Thorn 5== | ==Ghost Fragment: Thorn 5== | ||
[[File:Grimoire The Shadows of Yor.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire The Shadows of Yor.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
TYPE: Transcript | TYPE: Transcript<br> | ||
PARTIES: One [2]. One [1] Guardian-type, Class Hunter [u.1] | PARTIES: One [2]. One [1] Guardian-type, Class Hunter [u.1]<br> | ||
ASSOCIATIONS: Orsa, Zyre [AKA Vale, Dredgen]; Thorn; Vale, Dredgen [AKA Orsa, Zyre]; WoS, Yor, Dredgen; Yor, Shadows of | ASSOCIATIONS: Orsa, Zyre [AKA Vale, Dredgen]; Thorn; Vale, Dredgen [AKA Orsa, Zyre]; WoS, Yor, Dredgen; Yor, Shadows of<br> | ||
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//TRANSCRIPT FOLLOWS.../ | //TRANSCRIPT FOLLOWS.../<br> | ||
[u.1:0.1] We have tamed the sickness. Broken it with unwilling sacrifice. | [u.1:0.1] We have tamed the sickness. Broken it with unwilling sacrifice.<br> | ||
[silence] | [silence]<br> | ||
[u.1:0.1] Now we claim our reward. Have you heard the whispers, brothers? Sister? The shadow speaks. All we have to do is listen. Its secrets are a gift. Its gift? Our evolution. The others misunderstand. We are the Weapons of Sorrow – living and free. The hated heroes of this broken age. | [u.1:0.1] Now we claim our reward. Have you heard the whispers, brothers? Sister? The shadow speaks. All we have to do is listen. Its secrets are a gift. Its gift? Our evolution. The others misunderstand. We are the Weapons of Sorrow – living and free. The hated heroes of this broken age.<br> | ||
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[[Category:Grimoire]] | [[Category:Grimoire]] | ||