| Ex Diris | |
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| Production overview | |
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Weapon type: |
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Blast radius: |
22 |
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Min-max stability: |
26 |
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Min-max handling: |
64 |
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Min-max reload speed: |
69 |
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Min-max magazine: |
1 |
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Feed system: |
Lucent Moth Nest |
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Ammunition type: |
Special |
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Fire mode: |
Semi-Automatic |
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90 RPM | |
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Projectile velocity: |
10 |
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Aim assistance: |
71 |
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Zoom: |
13 |
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Recoil: |
58 |
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Bounce intensity: |
42 |
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Bounce direction: |
Tends Right |
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Airborne effectiveness: |
4 |
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- "I have heralded disaster so often that my mere presence is an omen. So be it."
- — Eris Morn
The Ex Diris is an Exotic 
Grenade Launcher featured in Season of the Witch, where it could previously be obtained from the season pass. Currently, it can be acquired at the Monument to Lost Lights.
Gameplay
Perks
- Intrinsic: Corrupted Nucleosynthesis - This weapon enrages when dealing or taking sustained damage, gaining increased rate of fire while enraged.
- Volatile Launch: This weapon is optimized for an especially explosive payload.
- Greatly increases blast radius.
- Slightly decreases handling speed.
- Slightly decreases projectile speed.
- Exotic Trait: Nucleosynthetic Harvest - This magazine continuously draws ammo from reserves. The magazine also enables firing Arc projectiles that detonate on impact.
- Exotic Trait: Loyal Moths - Final blows with this weapon create a loyal moth. The moth will seek out nearby targets and detonate, damaging and blinding them.
- Hand-Laid Stock: This weapon is optimized for recoil control.
- Increases stability.
Catalyst
The catalyst is rewarded from a weapon quest acquired from Banshee-44. After obtaining 400 kills with the weapon, the unlocked catalyst yields the following perk:
- Berserk Rush: Weapon enrages faster while amplified. Final blows with this weapon make you amplified.
Lore
"I have heralded disaster so often that my mere presence is an omen. So be it." —Eris Morn
The cards gleamed in Eris Morn's hands, each one a taut web of meanings pinned down in place so that its signifier, in all its instability, could be held and comprehended.
She lay the first card on the table. Blades. Of course, she thought. The Hive's childish logic. But, like all childish things, it was persistent. They were all ensnared in its thesis. For now, it was their purpose as much as the Hive's.
The second card over the first. The Adherent. Xivu Arath. The greatest and most committed proponent of her brother's grand theory. Xivu Arath guarded the Blades card with her life. It held her with all the great lies she told herself.
Eris placed the third card below the others. The Sisters. Aurash, Sathona, Xi Ro. The Hive Gods' first names and first selves.
But the fourth card made her hesitate. She looked at it, and it stared back. The Harbinger. It could be no one but herself. She placed it to the left of the others. Perhaps now she counted among those sisters. Savathûn, Xivu Arath, and Eris Morn. A game between siblings. A love that sharpens.
Another card to the right of the first two. The Lie. Eris furrowed her brow. The cards had manifested through Hive magic; perhaps it denoted how the Hive see the Guardians. Liars denying the all-edged truth of the sword logic. Or was it the lie of that logic itself? The lie of the Deep, the lie of worms?
Three cards above the rest, one beside the other. Liminal. Ascension. Lacuna. All the aspects of a Guardian's Light. She had not held it for centuries. The Hive sisters below beckoned more loudly than the Light did.
Eris made a column of the remaining cards. At the bottom, The Witch. Above that, The Truth. Then Lament. Then The Wish.
Who was the Witch? Savathûn, or herself? The thought gave her pause. From whom did the Truth flow? There were too many truths for any one to triumph. But Lament, she knew: the slaying of Oryx, Xivu Arath's greatest loss.
Would the truth lead to another Hive sibling's death?
Eris looked to the last card. The Wish puzzled her. A wish is desire, the greatest power in this universe. Eris had wished before. It had led her here. Would she be asked to wish again? What else would her desire wrought?
Turning away, Eris left the cards on the table and took her questions with her.
Trivia
- This weapon is based off of a Hive Boomer and fires like one.
Gallery
Ex Diris's Fatebinder ornament.
Appearance
- Destiny 2: Season of the Witch (First appearance)
References