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::One week after the attack | ::One week after the attack | ||
'''Ghost''': It’s that falcon again. Is it following us…? | '''Ghost''': It’s that falcon again. Is it following us…? Or are we following it? | ||
:::::The player makes their way through the mountain passes. As they move along a precarious ledge, the [[City]] comes into view, and as the music hammers home the sadness of this destruction a Cabal warship passes low overhead. | |||
:::::The player continues on, gaining a brief view of the lands outside the City's encircling mountains before being confronted by more Cabal and Warbeasts. | |||
:::::The player defeats these and continues on along more narrow paths, jumping from cliff face to cliff face as they procede until finally seeing the falcon again, sitting on a ledge opposite the player. The Guardian jumps, reaching out, their grip slipping as they fall short and plummet off the cliff, landing unconscious with a thud as the scene fades to black. | |||
'''''{Gameplay Ends}''''' | |||
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'''Hawthorne''': Oh look, somebody left a perfectly good Guardian lying around. Things must be worse than I thought. | :::::The Guardian wakes to find [[Hawthorne]] looking down on him as she extends a hand and helps them get back on their feet. | ||
'''[[Hawthorne]]''': Oh look, somebody left a perfectly good Guardian lying around. Things must be worse than I thought. | |||
:::::A loud explosive noise is heard, possibly a flare or a warning shot. | |||
'''Hawthorne''': And that’s our cue. Time to go, people! | '''Hawthorne''': And that’s our cue. Time to go, people! | ||
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'''Hawthorne''': As far away from here as possible. | '''Hawthorne''': As far away from here as possible. | ||
The falcon flies | :::::The falcon screeches as it flies in, landing on Hawthorne’s outstretched arm | ||
'''Ghost''': That falcon… it belongs to you? | '''Ghost''': That falcon… it belongs to you? | ||
'''Hawthorne''': The name’s Hawthorne. And this is Louis. Best pilot we got. What about you? Fit to fly? | '''Hawthorne''': The name’s Hawthorne. And this is [[Louis]]. Best pilot we got. What about you? Fit to fly? | ||
:::::The Guardian nods a yes | |||
'''Hawthorne''': Probably gonna need one of these, too. | '''Hawthorne''': Probably gonna need one of these, too. | ||
:::::Hawthorne throws the Guardian a [[Shotgun]], the ''[[Stubborn Oak]]''. | |||
'''Hawthorne''': Time to make yourself useful. “Guardian.” | |||
:::::Hawthorne turns to the group behind her, gesturing to leave. | |||
'''Hawthorne''': All right people, spin ‘em up! Got a long flight ahead of us! | '''Hawthorne''': All right people, spin ‘em up! Got a long flight ahead of us! | ||
:::::The camera turns and zooms out, showing Hawthorne and the Guardian running after her, moving towards a fleet of ships preparing to take off. | |||
====<center>Cutscene</center>==== | ====<center>Cutscene</center>==== | ||
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:::::[[Ghaul|Dominus Ghaul]] stares through the window at the Traveler, caged, where it floats above the City he has conquered. | |||
'''[[Ghaul]]''': Do you see, [[Traveler]]… all that I have done. Grace me with your [[Light]]. Take your place at the center of my empire! See me, and the [[Red Legion]] will be your true Guardians. | |||
[[The Consul]] enters the scene and approaches Ghaul | |||
'''[[The Consul]]''': Dominus! | |||
:::::The Consul walks up the steps towards Ghaul still staring out the window at the Traveler. | |||
'''Consul''': The city is secure. Those who fled are being hunted… and those foolish enough to remain have been executed. Victory, as with all things, is yours to claim. | |||
:::::Ghaul looks at The Consul, now besides him. | |||
'''Ghaul''': This victory is as much your as mine, old friend. | |||
:::::The Consul steps forward, gesturing emphatically at the Traveler and the partially completed [[Traveler Cage]], shown over the burning City. | |||
'''Consul''': All that remains is the completion of the cage around this great machine. Then we may begin the extraction of its power and put it to its rightful use. | |||
:::::Ghaul returns to staring intently at the Traveler | |||
'''Ghaul''': They call it the Traveler. | |||
:::::Unmoved, the Consul ignores Ghaul's reverence. | |||
'''Consul''': I would contend that other civilizations may be more precise in their naming. Its functions can be controlled and exploited… as we have so clearly proven. | |||
:::::Quietly, as if to himself Ghaul says | |||
'''Ghaul''': Yet they believe it to be a god. | |||
:::::The Consul looks at his protegee, concerned that he is getting distracted of his mission | |||
'''Consul''': Dominus – | |||
:::::Then more softly | |||
'''Consul''': Ghaul. | |||
:::::Ghaul looks at his master, listening. | |||
'''Consul''': We have spent our lives, you and I, working to reshape out society… reforge our people… rebuild an empire nearly destroyed by [[Emperor Calus|Calus’s]] greed and corruption. Nothing in this universe greater than you! The Red Legion will have that machine’s power. You will be called [[Emperor]]! | |||
:::::The Consul finishes triumphantly | |||
'''Consul''': What more would the [[Dominus]] have? | |||
'''Ghaul''': I would have words with my guest. | |||
:::::Ghaul turns away from the window as an X shaped torture rack, with the [[Speaker]] strapped to it, descends from the ceiling. Ghaul approaches the Speaker, face to face, staring at him. | |||
'''Ghaul''': So, you’re the one who speaks for the Traveler. | |||
'''''{End Cutscene}''''' | |||
'''''{End Mission: Adieu}''''' | |||
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'''''{Farm Introduction Custcene}''''' | |||
:::::The squadron of spacecraft seen earlier is in center view as they fly in to The Farm, the Shard of the Traveler and the European Dead Zone is visible in the background as the camera shifts to follow them. | |||
'''Hawthorne''': Coming up one the [[European Dead Zone]]. Gonna be our new home for a while. | |||
'''Ghost''': Look! Do you recognize it? That’s where we’re supposed to go. | |||
'''Hawthorne''': That thing? They call it the [[Shard of the Traveler]]. I call it: “Not a place you want to go poking around.” | |||
:::::The Guardian transmats into the Farm as the camera swings around slowly panning out to show the new location, before focusing with the distant Shard fixed in the center of the scene. | |||
==Trivia== | ==Trivia== | ||