Shattered Realm: Ruins of Wrath

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Shattered Realm: Ruins of Wrath
Game:	Destiny 2
Campaign:	Season of the Lost
Player(s):	1-3
Recommended Power Level:	1290 ; 1320 (Legend)
Location:	• H.E.L.M., The Last City ; • Ley Line Conjunction, The Shattered Realm ; • The Ruins of Wrath, The Shattered Realm
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"Traverse the Shattered Realms of the Ascendant Plane in search of the lost Awoken Techeuns."

— Mission description

Shattered Realm: Ruins of Wrath is a quest accessible during the Season of the Lost as part of the Shattered Realm activity. It is accessed via the Ascendant portal in the Awoken branch of the H.E.L.M. The Ruins of Wrath area itself mirrors aspects of the Moon, consisting of several Hive structures and and small fortresses, with a giant warship docked at the far side. It is occupied by the brood of Xivu Arath, God of War.^[1]

Overview

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Objectives

Enter the Ascendant Plane
Find the Lost Techeuns
Align the Beacons
Defend the Beacon
Align the Beacons
Defend the Beacon
Align the Beacons
Defeat An Xohol, Jaws of Xivu Arath
Free the Techeun

Transcript

The Guardian frees the Techeun and leaves the Ascendant Realm.

The Crow: So, that's another rescued Techeun. Exactly how many of them did you just fling in here? Were you hoping if you hurled enough bodies at the Ascendant Plane, maybe your troubles would go away?

Petra Venj: Watch your tone, Crow.

The Crow: Or, what, you'll leave me for dead here too?

Petra Venj: Oh, I'll do more than that.

Or alternatively

Mara Sov: Taken, Scorn, the Hive... our true enemies aligned to a spearhead to halt our rescues of the Techeuns.

Ikora Rey: No mention of House Salvation or the Cabal?

Mara Sov: House Salvation is in ruins. You saw to that. As for the Cabal... I am not worried about Empress Caiatl. She and I will see eye to eye one day. But Calus...

Ikora Rey: I agree, Calus is a problem. We should discuss what the Vanguard found aboard the Glykon. In private.

Or alternatively

Ikora Rey: Crow. I didn't receive your latest report.

The Crow: Yeah... I've had a lot going on out here. On top of getting the runaround from "middle management."

Ikora Rey: That sort of attitude might fly out in the Reef, but you will take your responsibilities as a Guardian seriously.

The Crow: I... I, I will. I do. Sorry. I've just — I have a lot on my mind.

Ikora Rey: I know. Just remember, you don't have to bear that burden alone.

Or alternatively

Petra Venj: Another victory. It's refreshing to see what we can accomplish when Guardians and Awoken cooperate.

The Crow: I don't know... the Awoken out here seem to be good at doing two things: losing and hiding. The Guardian and I could've done this ourselves.

Petra Venj: You're welcome to go off on your own whenever you like, Crow.

The Crow: I'd hate to play into the stereotype. I think I'll stick around.

Or alternatively

Petra Venj: Our successes here are mounting, Ikora. We may not need as many hands as you've sent.

Ikora Rey: Are you asking me to recall the Crow back to the City?

The Crow: You know this isn't a secure channel, right?

Or alternatively

Petra Venj: Based on this latest expedition, Xivu Arath's forces appear to have gathered their strength.

Mara Sov: Xivu Arath's title as the Hive God of War is no mere gilding. She earned it. She is a strategist and tactician. Her sister may be known for her cunning, but there is more at work here than a sword's edge.

Or alternatively

The Crow: Another victory. It's nice to know I can be trusted to fight the Awoken's battles, but not make decisions for myself.

Mara Sov: Why are you so eager to hurt yourself?

The Crow: I... I'm not. I mean — I just want to talk to Savathûn. I have questions. I DESERVE answers.

Mara Sov: She is nothing but lies. She will only hurt you, and she will not feel regret about it.

The Crow: I don't like being told who will and won't hurt me by people I hardly know.

Or alternatively

Petra Venj: The Guardian is reporting in that we've made more progress in the Ascendant Plane. Have there been any noticeable changes in the Dreaming City, my queen?

Mara Sov: None. The Witch Queen stirs from time to time, but has remained silent. She can sense my ire. She is reveling in it. But I will let her have this small victory.

Or alternatively

Ikora Rey: Petra, how many of your Techeuns are stranded in the Ascendant Plane?

Petra Venj: I sent thirteen to bring Queen Mara back to us. Others left to rescue those that never returned. It's doubtful they all survived. Xivu Arath saw to that.

Ikora Rey: She meant to strand you and bleed you out. Not while I'm here.

Petra Venj: The Awoken have been bleeding for a long time, Ikora. Why do you think I opened the Shore to you?

Or alternatively

Ikora Rey: Xivu Arath's assault on this operation is relentless. While we've been successful, I'm left with a lingering dread.

Petra Venj: Your Guardians have been most tactical, Ikora. I would not fear; we'll succeed.

Ikora Rey: It isn't failure I'm worrying about, but success. If Crow and the Guardian hadn't stopped Xivu Arath's High Celebrant... we'd be facing an unrelenting army of Wrathborn. Without Savathûn's assistance, we may have failed here. She knew. She was ten steps ahead of us the whole time, doing whatever it took to reach this moment.

Or alternatively

Ikora Rey: Mara, your people are among the oldest in the system. You are survivors of the Collapse. Could your Techeuns shed any light on the nature of the Collapse? Assist the Vanguard in combatting the Black Fleet?

Mara Sov: Oh, Ikora, no. Whatever the Awoken were before we fell into the rift between the Light and Dark no longer exists. Whatever we experienced of the Collapse is an ephemeral dream not driven by fact or logic, but seared in our hearts. And as one who has stared down the Black Fleet personally? All I can teach is humility.

Or alternatively

Petra Venj: I'm pleased to report we've made more progress, my queen.

Mara Sov: Have you detected any change in the Taken's activities?

Petra Venj: Nothing that seems indicative of a pattern; they're continuing to throw themselves against the same dimensional faults.

Mara Sov: I see. Keep me appraised of any notable changes.

Petra Venj: Is there... something specific you're looking for?

Mara Sov: Whispers.. from the Voice in the Darkness.

Or alternatively

Mara Sov: Tell me, Ikora, did it trouble you when your Traveler chose Uldren to become a Guardian?

Ikora Rey: Did it trouble you to let your brother fall into corruption when you could have intervened? Or are your unknowable agendas somehow exempt from criticism?

Mara Sov: He needs to be here. With me. If you can encourage him to return...

Ikora Rey: He's free to make his own choices, Queen Mara.

Mara Sov: So I've seen.

Or alternatively

Ikora Rey: I've spoken with some of the previous Techeuns you've recovered. The interviews have been... enlightening. They all speak of different, surreal experiences during their time trapped in the Ascendant Plane. But there is on commonality shared among them. Someone whispering to them in the dark. There is something else out there, Guardian. An enemy yet to reveal itself.

Or alternatively

Ikora Rey: These Ley Lines look strange. I've been consulting our records, and these do not match their given descriptions. I see no delicate, silken ribbons of light weaving between the cosmic geometry.

Mara: These "ribbons" are frayed. They have been open for too long. Destabilized. They may never fully recover.

Ikora Rey: And what long-term effects will that have on the Ascendant Plane? That damage?

Mara Sov: Catastrophic vulnerability. Like a hole in your city's Wall.

Ikora Rey: We'll do whatever we can to shore up the Awoken's defenses. You have my word.

Or alternatively

Ikora Rey: As I'm looking at these charts of the Ley Lines, I'm seeing considerable overlap with once-secret Awoken outposts.

Mara Sov: Yes, our trade secrets revealed. The Ley Lines were a means by which we expanded our empire without notice of our enemies. Though, we may have lost so much in such a small amount of time. Oryx's arrival those few years ago undid a great deal of work.

Ikora Rey: Could these routes be repurposed? Move other forces or... ships? Like how the Hive navigate their Tomb Ships?

Mara Sov: I very much appreciate the way you think. Speak with me in private.

Or alternatively

Ikora Rey: Mara, have your Techeuns ever utilized a power like Stasis?

Mara Sov: Not as such. Our manipulations of the Light and Dark are different than what you Guardians do, or what House Salvation did. We are closer to House Salvation's manipulation of paracausal forces through technology. But I see little difference between their Stasis-channeling technology and your Ghosts. Outside of levels of sophistication.

Ikora Rey: As always, not the answer I was expecting, but an intriguing one nevertheless. We'll talk more later.

---

The Guardian investigates a 'Lord of the Undercroft'.

A dormant plate comes to life.

The Guardian activates the plates and opens the entryway to the Warbringer's Tower.

Mara Sov: A Hive fortress turned prison now opens its gates to you.

The Guardian descends to the undercroft of the Warbringer's Tower.

Mara Sov: When the Hive first invaded this realm, we imprisoned their undying emissary beneath this tower. Now you will do what we could not.

Scoroboth, the son of Xivu Arath, stalks the Guardian's Light.

The Guardian retrieves an Awoken relic and destroys Scoroboth's barrier.

Scoroboth retreats to his lair.

The Guardian chases Scoroboth and defeats him.

Mara Sov: The Hive infest the Ascendant Plane like termites in rotting wood, spreading out from the borders of their progenitors' throne worlds. To end the Hive, you must end them at their source. For without their worm gods, they are as fragile as glass.

---

The Guardian investigates and 'Light the Way'.

A Hive ritual commences nearby.

The Guardian defeats the Soulfire Exarch.

Mara Sov: A Hive ritual. See that it is undone, Guardian.

The Guardian carries the soulfire flame of the Exarch and lights a path.

Mara Sov: I sense other Wizards, somewhere beyond the portals, maintaining this ritual. They must be stopped.

The Guardian defeats more Soulfire Exarchs and follows the path forward.

The Guardian defeats the Soulfire Hierarch behind the final portal and ends the ritual.

Mara Sov: The Hive sought to create a breachway between this realm and Xivu Arath's throne world? I am uncertain such a ritual could have succeeded. Xivu Arath must be desperate to stop Savathûn. How unfortunate for her.

---

The Guardian found a cache in the Ascendant Realm.

Petra Venj: I... recognize this place, even if it's changed. The data cache here has old combat logs of mine. At the beginning of the Dreaming City's curse loop, we held out until the end, but we were down to our blades against the Taken. We heard voices; a sea of Awoken reinforcements surged at our backs. They came from a split in the planes — I thought we were saved. And then I recognized some of their face. My Corsairs. Friends who had already fallen in the battle. The curse loop was starting over. I led the same friends to their deaths again... and again. Let's keep moving.

Or alternatively

Petra Venj: This cache is mostly corrupted: might have been pathfinding data. Xivu Arath's scouts have been this way. They probably tampered with it. I knew her forces were crawling through the planes, but if they're bold enough to leave stuff like this behind... [sighs] it's like they're mocking us. She knows we can't stop her. She can flood the planes with endless troops, and there's nothing we can do but hold out as long as we can.

Or alternatively

Petra Venj: Ugh, the data in this cache is corrupted. The Hive tried to gain access by force. We spent ages keeping these lines clear. Then Xivu Arath gets involved, and suddenly we have waves of Hive breaking down our doors. The Corsairs and Techeuns had it under control. Even when facing an endless curse from a wish-dragon, it never got this bad.