"I don't have time to explain why I don't have time to explain."
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A surreal domain of memory within the Traveler, corrupted by the Witness.
The Pale Heart
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Overview

Location:

The Traveler

Enemy factions:

The Dread
Shadow Legion
Xivu Arath's Horde
House of Salvation
Lucent Brood
Sol Divisive

Hostile races:

Taken
Cabal
Hive
Fallen
Vex
Scorn

Gameplay

Accessibility:

Complete Transmigration

Landing zones:

The Lost City
The Landing
The Blooming
The Impasse

 

The Pale Heart of the Traveler is a destination in The Final Shape that takes place within The Traveler itself.

Overview

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History

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Locations

Memories

 
The following is a verbatim transcription of an official document for archival reasons. As the original content is transcribed word-for-word, any possible discrepancies and/or errors are included.

Hakim's grave

  • Zavala: He's asleep. Just got him down.
  • Safiyah: After all that running around you two did today? I'm surprised it took this long.
  • Zavala: I'll admit, uh... I did stay and watch him a few minutes longer. Heh. Just to be sure.
  • Safiyah: [chuckles warmly] That smile he has right as sleep makes his eyes too heavy to keep open... I could watch him for hours.
  • Zavala: Hours and hours...
  • Safiyah: [chuckles] What?
  • Zavala: Your eyes. [laughs softly] He has them. Perhaps not by birth, but... in spirit. They shine so brightly. YOU shine so brightly.
  • Safiyah: And I pray he does not inherit his father's honeyed words, or you and I will be in very deep trouble.
  • Zavala: [chuckles warmly]

Zavala and Targe statues

  • Zavala: Bring him back. Bring him back!
  • Targe: I can't.
  • Zavala: Take my Light!
  • Targe: You know I can't.
  • Zavala: Would you? Would you bring him back if you could? Find a way, Targe! PLEASE! Bring back my son.

Uldren and Mara statues

  • Uldren Sov: Behold, sister. The lie that makes itself true: an Ahamkara.
  • Mara Sov: Do you know what power you hold within your hands?
  • Uldren Sov: I know it with my very soul. This is the way we safeguard our people.
  • Mara Sov: You gave chase to my words without hesitation! I hoped you might at least refuse!
  • Uldren Sov: Never! [laughs nervously] Tell me you are pleased.
  • Mara Sov: I am, Uldren... but more for your return than for a gift I never thought possible.
  • Uldren Sov: I voyaged worlds for you, Mara. I brought you a wish-dragon! Are you not proud of your brother?
  • Mara Sov: Mostly I missed him.

Resonant splinter

  • Mithrax: [hums softly]
  • Eido: [fusses and chitters]
  • Mithrax: Ah, Eido, why do you not sleep? You are tired. I— I am tired. Do you wish to hear a story, hm? Beloved daughter, I will tell you a story of Riis. As my mother told me. Before the Long Drift, before the Great Machine left our people, we lived in heart-joy. We built great cities that reached the sky. We built great ships that brought us to distant stars. We were kind, and gentle. It was our sky, they were our stars. Many hands held us aloft, together. This was Riis. It sheltered us, and we tended it, as we tended our people.
  • Eido: [chitters happily]
  • Mithrax: You will never know Riis, my hatchling. My Light. You will never know it as my mother did. But… but also… you will never know my hardship. I will be sure of that.

Savathûn's crystalline prison

  • The Witness: Your brother's conquest cut a path towards the final shape. When you have finished pouring your poison in his ear...
  • Savathûn: Not MY poison.
  • The Witness: We see your doubts. You speak them to Oryx.
  • Savathûn: Doubts? After all this time, you think I have doubts?
  • The Witness: Remember your sisters, little Sathona. Remember the syzygy.
  • Savathûn: What changed the motion of our moons, my Witness?
  • The Witness: You cried out... as your brother did, as your sister did. Into the Darkness. Now the children of Sol do the same.
  • Savathûn: You aren't the answer they want.
  • The Witness: We are the answer you received.

Cayde's remains

  • Zavala: We're done here.
  • Ikora Rey: We're done here when I say we're done here. How dare you dismiss my command like that!
  • Zavala: That was not a command! It was vengeance, pure and simple, and you know it. You're better than that!
  • Ikora Rey: Call it what it is! At least I have the spine to take action. Meanwhile, you sit back here at your pathetic War Table, sulking!
  • Zavala: I'm grieving our fireteam.
  • Ikora Rey: And I am grieving our friend, Zavala! Cayde's killer walks free, and you're too high and mighty to give the order yourself, so you sit back and let the Guardian do your dirty work for you! You disgust me.

Iron War Axe

  • The Crow: Devotion to my potential... [scoffs] I don't know what you think that potential is, or... why you left me this.
  • Lord Saladin: What do you see when you hold that weapon in your hands?
  • The Crow: Lessons... stained into the blade.
  • Lord Saladin: Wrong. You're spending too much time looking at blemishes. Devote yourself to them, and you miss the edge's sharpness, the sturdiness of the haft. All things have potential, if they are properly cared for. If not... they rust, they chip, and eventually... they shatter. People are no different. I was in command. There was an alliance to protect, and you were chipping away at yourself. You were a new Light with a future; it was my responsibility to care for you. Now... it's time you figured out what that future is.

Reverse waterfall

  • Caiatl: Father... if that person is still within this twisted flesh of a disciple... It's over, and my blade rests over your throat. I cannot forgive you. But were it possible for us to walk a different path, side by side... I would. The Cabal are dead. Heritage and tradition smolder with Torobatl... Your golden vision melted down and recast into a new age. We have paid our dues. It is time for the empire to rise again. Not as Cabal, not as a revival of what was. We will redeem what was lost.

Veiled Statues

  • Caiatl: On the eve before battle, we once carved messages on the inside of the ornamentation we wore upon our tusks... "Last words", you might say. Bodies were left to rot where they fell, but these bands were returned to the families of the dead, and passed down across generations. Bodies were left to rot where they fell, but these bands were returned to the families of the dead, and passed down across generations. I will wear my ancestors' for this Operation Ahamkara.
  • Zavala: No. I need you here in the City. You and Saladin must ring it with your spears. In all my years... I have faced certain death countless times. And yet, never have I felt closer to it than in this moment.
  • Caiatl: Unlike my ancestors, your people count on a triumphant return.
  • Zavala: Empress... I don't think I return from this mission.
  • Caiatl: Is it that you expect not to return? Or perhaps, Commander, is it that you hope not to?

Trivia

  • The Pale Heart is the first and only destination, currently, to contain each of the existing enemy races.

Gallery

List of appearances

References