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{{Armor infobox | {{Armor infobox | ||
|image= | |image=[[File:Destiny-2-Wild-Hunt-Warlock-male.jpg|350px]] | ||
| | |name=Wild Hunt Armor | ||
| | |type= | ||
| | |rarity=[[Legendary]] | ||
| | |class=[[Warlock]] | ||
| | |minimum level= | ||
| | |defense rating=1050+ | ||
| | |light= | ||
| | |intellect= | ||
| | |discipline= | ||
| | |strength= | ||
| | |loot drop= | ||
| | |sources=Legendary [[Engram]]s<br>[[Wrathborn Hunts]] | ||
| | |vendor= | ||
| | |price= | ||
}} | }} | ||
'''Wild Hunt Armor''' is a [[Legendary]] [[Warlock]] armor set that was the seasonal armor set of ''[[Season of the Hunt]]''. | '''Wild Hunt Armor''' is a [[Legendary]] [[Warlock]] armor set that was the seasonal armor set of ''[[Season of the Hunt]]''. | ||
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"Driksys. That's an upper Associate's Pyke." | "Driksys. That's an upper Associate's Pyke." | ||
"It might be Avrok's, or one of the others. Okay, Trihn. If Spider gets wind you're robbing him, killing his Associates, he'll send the [[ | "It might be Avrok's, or one of the others. Okay, Trihn. If Spider gets wind you're robbing him, killing his Associates, he'll send the [[Uldren Sov|Enforcer]]. We do not want that." | ||
"Only if they live." | "Only if they live." | ||
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Embedded. | Embedded. | ||
It tore her consciousness across the cosmos to a grand terrace of onyx Swords, hilted in emerald flame and overlooking darkened systems. A glint in the distance. A world? A name? A promise offered and dragged in Sisyphean humor as voices from the black edges of space converged in laughter. A lone figure stood on the terrace aside two empty thrones. A host of mouths split down the centerline of its form. They screamed with countless voices. Their harmonious epiphany dragged the buried name from the depths, from the pit, from the heap, to the surface. | It tore her consciousness across the cosmos to a [[Bladed Terrace|grand terrace of onyx Swords]], hilted in emerald flame and overlooking darkened systems. A glint in the distance. A world? A name? A promise offered and dragged in Sisyphean humor as voices from the black edges of space converged in laughter. A lone figure stood on the terrace aside two empty thrones. A host of mouths split down the centerline of its form. They screamed with countless voices. Their harmonious epiphany dragged the buried name from the depths, from the pit, from the heap, to the surface. | ||
It was the only truth before her, and with it, Trihn drowned in regret. | It was the only truth before her, and with it, Trihn drowned in regret. | ||