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Tales from the Dreadnaught was a Lore Book released during The Taken King. It follows stories from Cabal, Hive, and Guardians on the Dreadnaught.

Price of Betrayal

As the Legionaries walked across the hull of the Dreadnaught, some wondered why they were even here. I mean, the Taken King was dead, as was their leaders. They had no reason to stay. Two of the Legionaries in particular planned to steal a Harvester and abandon the Legion. They stayed in the back of the group, whispering to each other about their plan. “We need to leave, today.” Ar’nin whispered. “Why, they have the hanger locked down, Val’s orders.” Rath’hil whispered back. “Something’s up, I can feel it in my gut. I have a new plan.” Ar’nin whispered back. “A new one! After all we worked on the first one.” Rath’hil hissed. “Yeah, do you want to get out of here or not?” Ar’nin asked, rhetorically. “Alright, what’s the plan now.” Rath responded. “Grunts, listen up!” The Legionary at the front of the group shouted. “The mission is simple, we are searching for a hive artifact that possibly has light-nullifying technology.” He shouted. “Your mission is to find and secure the artifact. If needed, a harvester will come around the side for extraction or to bring reinforcements. This mission is no-nonsense, and everyone needs to be prepared. Weapons hot, troops.” The Legionaries saluted and continued into the pits of the Dreadnaught. The area began getting darker as they continued down so some flicked flashlights on. “So…my plan is that we impersonate the Val.” Ar’rin whispered as they entered the dark halls. “What!” Rath hissed. “That’s madness!” Ar’rin shrugged. “Do you have a better idea?” Ar’rin replied. “Yes. Yes I do, we use the original plan.” As they were talking, they failed to notice the group getting farther and farther ahead of them until they were alone. “Where did they…now’s our chance, we can go back to the ship and enact our plan. Especially with most of the troops out on patrol, this will be simple.” Rath sighed. “We should just stay, leaving isn’t a good idea. And personally, I’d rather be killed by some Hive than get caught mutinying by command.” Ar’rin sighed. Then he shot Rath’hil in the foot. “WHAT THE HELL!” Rath’hil roared. “YOU GOD DAMN-“ He was cut off by a gun shot as Ar’rin executed his once friend. He wouldn’t have a loose end, and he didn’t like Rath very much anyways.

The New Prince

Malok, Pride of Oryx stood before his uncle’s most powerful Taken. Other than himself of course. Malik was superior to all Taken, hence why the Throne would soon be his. There were not many left, only Quria, Sekrion, Subverted Mind, and several Echos of Oryx. However, Malok had a plan. He knew of a Fallen House planning to hire a mercenary to intercept a cargo frigate headed to the Prison of the Elders. However, Malok would be there first. His forces of Taken would arrive on the frigate and quietly turn Nixis, a Fallen Archon into Taken and await for him to be brought by the mercenaries to Venus. Hence where he and the other fallen prisoners which they would also turn to taken would establish a foothold on Venus, simultaneously ruining most of the Fallen there. Meanwhile, he would allow Quria into the vex network to cause havoc. Meanwhile, Sekrion was deployed to Venus to await once Nixis’ mission had been complete. Malok’s plan was all coming together. Now, he merely needed to take the power and use the Blights. However, his mother and aunt’s watchful eye never left him. He didn’t need to see or feel it to know it was there. Good. Let them watch. Let them watch him become the next Taken King.