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| 1540046410 | The Unclaimed Lightbearer | Guardian, Let us not waste time on formalities. Spies from both the City and Reef have become aware of an unclaimed Lightbearer, though they have not yet been able to put a name or face to the reports. Their attention has only focused now that this Light… | |
| 1594120904 | No Time to Explain | Novarro's timeline analysis indicates the weapon is the fabled Exo Stranger's Rifle, enhanced at a future point in this continuity and then sent back to this present… …on Europa. Late Golden Age. Deep inside a secret lab. "Which window?" "3025, Dr. Bray… | |
| 370712896 | Salvation's Grip | [in winding Eliksni script:] This power bestowed by the Dark was given first to the Eliksni—not to the machine-children, who are unlucky second-borns, unstoried and short in their memories. Just as the Great Machine touched the Eliksni first, so too does t… | |
| 981718087 | Deafening Whisper | The Acolyte shuffles amidst the carnage of the battlefield. It lopes blithely beneath the impassive statues of Awoken Techeuns, unable to make the abstract connection between the memorials and the stiffening corpses. It sorts through all materials with eq… | |
| 1513993763 | Friction Fire | "What do you mean, 'lost'?" The Spider's tone is filled with ill-concealed fury. He leans forward in his throne. "Their Pikes were equipped with trackers. Why didn't you chase them down?" Brivi kneels in front of Spider, all four of his palms on the groun… | |
| 1215310598 |  | I. KETCH | There is a saying among the Eliksni: Ketch is Kin, Kin are All. Out in the Reef, the detritus of civilization is all there is. Out in the Reef, ruins are as much landmarks as planets and moons. The flotsam of derelict colony ships from the Golden Age flo… |
| 1215310597 | | II. RATIONS | As dusk fell over the frontier of the Tangled Shore, the salvage crew assembled their shelters in a loose circle around the downed Ketch. The Dregs begrudgingly established guard posts on overlooks surrounding the camp, with nighttime sentry rotations to m… |
| 1215310596 | | III. WORTH | Savek returned to the camp as quickly as possible. Her excited description of her discovery was bold enough to spark Kosis's curiosity. Savek was keenly aware that failure to deliver on such a claim would be punishable by more than the docking of an arm.… |
| 1215310595 | | IV. RETURN | Four-meter lengths of wafer-thin metal from the Hive artifact were laid out side by side amid the scrap pulled from the innards of the Ketch. Even disassembled, the Hive tower was intricate. Multi-layered. Woven metal latticework coiled in ever-tightening… |
| 1215310594 | | V. WHISPERS | Savek found herself standing at the mouth of the cave when she woke. The first touch of violet pre-dawn was sharpening the horizon. She stared at the Hive construct, her head crooked as her eyes traced the languid movement of its concentric metal turbines.… |
| 1215310593 | | VI. SACRIFICE | Kosis dimmed her datapad display and did some mental calculations. Even accounting for the delay brought on by the Hive artifact, they were still far behind schedule. If the situation didn't change soon, compromises would have to be made. Either she had to… |
| 1215310592 | | VII. SWORD | The Ketch that once belonged to the House of Kings lay on its side now, the vessel's underbelly stripped down to the curving superstructure supports. A half-kilometer of power cabling spooled out from the middle of ship, forming a path that lead to the sal… |
| 1215310607 | | VIII. UNMADE | Savek supplicates before the obelisk. It looms over her, listing from the cave entrance into the bruise-colored sky. Its black metal surface writhes and undulates like wormflesh. It whispers of victory and transcendence. <<To claim evolution one must be u… |
| 587249704 |  | TEST NO: 142 - Radiolarian Fluid Ingestion | RECORD: 3923E112$EUR-0.280 SUBJECT: Security Log E-098 TEST NO: 142 - Radiolarian Fluid Ingestion - Trial 1 STATUS: CONFIDENTIAL IDENTITIES: C. Bray I, J. Wong, Patient 01 LOCATION: Europa – Deep Stone Crypt [C.B.] How does it taste? [P01] Metallic. Coar… |
| 587249707 | | TEST NO: 167 - Radiolarian Fluid Injection | RECORD: 4087E201$EUR-0.311 SUBJECT: Security Log E-127 TEST NO: 167 - Radiolarian Fluid Injection - Trial 1 STATUS: CONFIDENTIAL IDENTITIES: C. Bray I, J. Wong, Patient 02 LOCATION: Europa – Deep Stone Crypt [C.B.] That's twice now. Direct consumption and… |
| 587249706 | | TEST NO: 259 - Transtemporal Crossing | RECORD: 4987E230$EUR-0.403 SUBJECT: Security Log E-205 TEST NO: 259 - Transtemporal Crossing - Trial 3 STATUS: CONFIDENTIAL IDENTITIES: C. Bray I, J. Wong, Participants 01–05 LOCATION: Europa – Eventide Colony [C.B.] Send them through. [J.W.] //Participa… |
| 587249709 | | TEST NO: 312 - Exo Arm Attachment | RECORD: 5002E290$EUR-0.435 SUBJECT: Security Log E-222 TEST NO: 312 - Exo Arm Attachment - Trial 4 STATUS: CONFIDENTIAL IDENTITIES: H. Rasmussen, C. Bray I, Patient 32 LOCATION: Europa – Eventide Colony [H.R.] //How about the index finger?// [P32] Uhh… n… |
| 587249708 | | TEST NO: 088 - Nuclear Power Exo | RECORD: 0872E136$SS-0.032 SUBJECT: Security Log A-123 TEST NO: 088 - Nuclear Power Exo - Trial 01 STATUS: CONFIDENTIAL IDENTITIES: C. Bray I, D. Chambers LOCATION: Morning Star Orbital Platform / Europa – Coordinates Unknown ---Incoming call from MSOP. Ca… |
| 587249711 | | TEST NO: 109 - Food Supplement | RECORD: 1224E209$SS-0.113 SUBJECT: Security Log A-280 TEST NO: 109 - Food Supplement - Trial 15 STATUS: CONFIDENTIAL IDENTITIES: C. Bray I, A. Fältskog, Patients 27-31 LOCATION: Morning Star Orbital Platform [C.B.] Okay, Agatha, what do you have for me?… |
| 587249710 | | TEST NO: 140 - Clarity Control Exposure | RECORD: 1560E308$SS-0.287 SUBJECT: Security Log A-322 TEST NO: 140 - Clarity Control Exposure - Trial 03 STATUS: CONFIDENTIAL IDENTITIES: C. Bray I, M. Muñiz LOCATION: Morning Star Orbital Platform [M.M.] Sir, we have reports coming in from Clarity Contro… |
| 587249697 | | TEST NO: 167 - Bonus Appendages | RECORD: 6880E465$EUR-0.832 SUBJECT: Security Log E-411 TEST NO: 167 - Bonus Appendages - Trial 08 STATUS: CONFIDENTIAL IDENTITIES: C. Bray I, D. Chambers, Patient 103 LOCATION: Europa - Eventide Colony [D.C.] We're confident we've isolated and solved the… |
| 587249696 | | TEST NO: 512 - Ice Wielding | RECORD: 6882E467$EUR-0.838 SUBJECT: Security Log E-419 TEST NO: 512 - Ice Wielding - Trial 03 STATUS: CONFIDENTIAL IDENTITIES: C. Bray I, J. Wong, Exo 98 LOCATION: Europa – CMC [C.B.] Are we ready to introduce our Exo marionette to the future? [J.W.] Ene… |
| 1251508579 |  | LETTER 1 | Dear Traveler, My name is Micah. I am ten years old and a human. You probably knew that second part, but my Papa says there were probably lots of different intelligent species where you come from, so I wanted to be specific. Where are you from, by the w… |
| 1251508576 | | LETTER 2 | Dear Traveler, We finally landed on Europa. Before we got off the ship, they gave us official BrayTech snowsuits to put on whenever we go outside. The suits are super chunky and hard to walk in, but Papa says there's an extra-thick lining on the inside to… |
| 1251508577 | | LETTER 3 | Dear Traveler, We've been here a week now, and so far, Eventide is pretty boring. Because of the snow and the danger from bad ions in the air, almost the whole colony is packed into this one underground building. The only people that get to go outside wit… |
| 1251508582 | | LETTER 4 | Dear Traveler, I can't believe we've only been here a month so far. It's boring being inside all the time! Every day is the same. Dad wakes me up and makes breakfast––then leaves to join Papa at the Exo factory. Luckily, I have Mihaylova the Penguin to… |
| 1251508583 | | LETTER 5 | Dear Traveler, Today was definitely more interesting than it's ever been here in Eventide. At school, we took a trip outside to learn about Europa's climate. That's what our teachers said anyway. I bet they were just as sick of being stuck inside as we we… |
| 1251508580 | | LETTER 6 | Sorry I didn't finish my letter last night. I had to stop for family dinner. Dad's been really strict about that lately. The other night, I thought his brain was gonna melt out of his ears because Papa was late. Anyway, the Exos caught me quick and one of… |
| 1251508581 | | LETTER 7 | Dear Traveler, It's been so long since I talked to you, I had to reread my last letter to remember what I wrote. We've been here almost three months now. Everyone is tired. Especially Dad. He's been so busy with his "patients" that he even called off fami… |
| 1251508586 | | LETTER 8 | I woke up from my jumping dream to hear Papa yelling, "You're so selfish!" and then Dad telling him to keep his voice down. Even whispering, I could still hear Dad say he wasn't selfish. The project was just too dangerous. "Not to mention useless! If Clovi… |
| 1251508587 | | LETTER 9 | Dear Traveler, This will be my last message to you. Maybe you won't see any of these messages anyway. Even if I knew how to now, I'm not sure I'd send them. I'm not sure about a lot right now. The next day was pretty normal. Papa made breakfast and wal… |
| 1178042180 |  | RECOVERED MEMORY; CLOVIS-43 | JUNE13/3:46PM "So it's come to this," I say, trying to be cheeky. "Come to what?" Elsie asks. "I didn't bring you back to Exoscience just to take a stroll through a snowstorm," I say. She laughs. "No, I didn't think you did." "I have a gift for you. T… |
| 582234699 |  | Chapter 1: The Family Line | Another sleepless night. Not that I require sleep, but it helps me to feel normal… whatever that is. I hear shuffling outside. Probably a rat scrounging for food. Good luck. I'm sick of always having to search for a safe place to rest, though everyone's… |
| 582234696 | | Chapter 2: Itinerant Mendicant | "Stay ready. We don't know what's in there," I say to Ana, standing in front of the entrance to the Deep Stone Crypt. We make our way through the war-torn lab. Eramis's siege before the Bombardment sure left its mark on the place. She found Darkness here… |
| 582234697 | | Chapter 3: Towerless | I keep thinking about the Drifter in the basement of the Deep Stone Crypt and wondering when that will be me. Would I have ended up dead, alone and rusting away, if Ana hadn't found me? The Last City looks worse than I remembered. Buildings leveled and ed… |
| 582234702 | | Chapter 4: Unguarded | We stare at Zavala in disbelief. He's so clinical. Emotionless. Like everything I've heard about him. Some things never change. "Ikora's gone?" Ana asks. "Along with everything else. Whatever you have come to find, it is not here. Best you go." "No, wa… |
| 582234703 | | Chapter 5: Almighty, Once | We follow Zavala back to his home: inside the wreckage of the Almighty that had crashed long ago. "Do you remember this, Warmind? Our great success," Zavala says and gives us a half smile weighted down by years of reclusiveness. "And our final victory."… |
| 582234700 | | Chapter 6: A Matter of Trust | We've been traveling for a few days now, tracking Mara Sov based on her last correspondence with Zavala. The signal was further out than we'd anticipated. "Got a minute?" Ana asks, knocking on the entrance to my quarters. "Sure." "I just want to say t… |
| 582234701 | | Chapter 7: Commandeered | "Commander Zavala, it is good to see you. Or what remains of you," Queen Mara Sov says with a cutting elegance as we exit our ship and board the Leviathan. "I believed you dead." "Part of me was. I am glad to have found you," he says. "We are in need of… |
| 582234690 | | Chapter 8: Migration | "I heard you the other day," I say, barging into Zavala's quarters. He's mid-shave. "Ana. You said you'd kill her." He wipes his blade clean and washes his face. "If I have to, yes," he says. "What makes you think you'll have to?" "I have known Ana a l… |
| 582234691 | | Chapter 9: The Return | "What have you done?!" I scream as Mara Sov's body drops lifelessly to the ground. "Elsie, listen to me. This was necessary. The Darkness cannot thrive while believers of the Light remain. There's a world beyond this conflict. Let's go there together," An… |
| 1570455211 |  | To Ikora Rey | Ikora, When first approached to enlist in your network of Hidden, I was reticent. I had placed my faith in others previously, and it led me to the most arduous period of my life. When I emerged, hardly anyone trusted me; rarely did others see value in me.… |
| 1570455208 | | To Zavala | Zavala, Our world has changed, and the people of the Last City look to you—to the Vanguard—for leadership. We have come face-to-face with that which we have feared and condemned for so long. New insights have been discovered and knowledge once thought uno… |
| 1570455209 | | To My Queen | My Queen, Your absence during this time is distressing. I am certain the efforts on your front are not in vain, though I must inform you that our situation is evolving rapidly. Your guidance and support are greatly missed. We have made substantial and irr… |
| 1570455214 | | To the Stranger | Stranger, You raise a great deal of suspicion in your ways, and your words harbor the weight of someone who has witnessed more than they let on. As one who has seen through the Darkness and into the void, I too know how to conceal unbearable truths. Know… |
| 1570455215 | | To the Drifter | Drifter, While your presence is often irritating and your odor repellent, you have proved yourself quite knowledgeable regarding our foes. As Darkness appeared, you did not flinch. Your assistance during its arrival was greatly appreciated. Under normal… |
| 1570455212 | | To Osiris | Osiris, I fear this letter may never reach you, old friend. Your disappearance is as mysterious and unexplained as the loss of the planets we suffered. I write to you because we are in the midst of a new era. You predicted this turning point long before i… |
| 1570455213 | | To Asher Mir | Asher, My Gensym Scribe. This communication shall go undelivered, along with others that never found their destination. I feel guilt. Pain. Anger. I am sorry I was not there for you at your final hours. What you must have felt, knowing you were facing t… |
| 1570455202 | | To the Witch Queen | You believed yourself clever, unassailable, and omniscient. For too long, you were. Manipulating and pulling at our strings, howling at our failings. The Black Needle punctured our deficiencies, injecting fear and doubt into our cause. You have grown gree… |
| 1570455203 | | To All Guardians | Guardians, Discontent and skepticism permeate our allies and corrode our bonds. I am certain the rumors that circulate in the Tower have found their way to you: Eris Morn has been compromised, corrupted by the Darkness. You and I know that could not be fu… |
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| 1619425569 | Mask of Bakris | "No! Leave her be! Praksis foresaw this. You will be silent! Don't listen to them, Atraks. Focus on my voice. That is not you, Atraks. It is not. Do not turn away! That body belongs to someone else. It wears a mask. Just a mask. Take the mask off.… | |
| 1467044898 | Icefall Mantle | The message flagged "Urgent, Top Priority" hosts seven distinct typos; unusual for such a cautious, thoughtful man. He believes this is an emergency, but surely no reason to panic, despite the vehemence of his message. No reason to ruffle others' feathers… | |
| 2316914168 | Dawn Chorus | My heart warms like fire kindled; my spirit exalted by the Flame. I smile at my enemies, because I rejoice in their chastening. No one burns so brightly or holds the righteousness of the Flame's Sword. No longer shall you quaver; be not timid in the ligh… | |
| 574579716 | Wild Hunt Vest | III Dust whipped across the Tangled Shore as nebulous clouds rolled and torrented overhead. It wasn't clear to Gaelin-4 where exactly wind was generated in the Reef, but it howled just the same. The three huntsmen lay on tattered mats in the dirt, backs t… | |
| 2184578992 | Calamity Rig Cloak | I don't know who you are. Don't know what school you follow, which side you're on—could be heads, could be tails. Could be the edge. Could be you shoot before the coin lands. Just know I'll be the one picking it up. You ever hear the story of the fella w… | |
| 1955230815 | Calamity Rig Strides | Being one of the Light's chosen blessed magic babies means you always come back with what you lost. So if frostbite's weighin' on your mind lately, put it aside. Ain't that it don't hurt—I mean, it hurts—but comes a time you can lose a toe and not think tw… | |
| 1899070067 | Legacy's Oath Grips | Lakshmi-2 knew exactly what she was asking. The query was the question. She needed to be both literal and lateral. >REMOTE ARCHIVE DATABASE TEXT ONLY SEARCH INITIALIZED >WELCOME, USER "LAKSHMI-2" >PLEASE ENTER SEARCH QUERY >exo identification change post-… | |
| 1840511864 | Legacy's Oath Mask | We're all thrust into situations we find unseemly. The real test is what you do when you find yourself in one. We're staring down the barrel at another Collapse. I can see all the signs around me. There is no denying it anymore. The Darkness has arrived. N… | |
| 590210270 | Cinder Pinion Grasps | It was the morning of the new Crucible season when the shout echoed through the Tower. Master Rahool flinched, fumbling his engram. Commander Zavala looked up from his desk. Kadi 55-30 hurried to steady a haphazard pile of shipments. In the Hangar, a f… | |
| 756592213 | Cinder Pinion Cloak | Lord Shaxx looked down at the City as he spoke. "The children in the City have always played at being Guardians. Shouting about their hammers and shields, swinging branches as Dawnblades. Many a time, I would pretend to be slain by one of their attacks as… | |
| 338624912 | Cinder Pinion Strides | The dejected Warlock walked away from the Crucible with his Ghost hovering over his shoulder. "He noticed, didn't he," said the Warlock flatly. "Don't know what you mean," lied the Ghost. "Shaxx. He saw when I—" the Warlock spread his hands, fingers spl… | |
| 1674107205 | Phobos Warden Grasps | II Osiris walked into the office without hesitation, as if it were his own. Zavala looked up and pushed his blank papers to the side. "Osiris," he said. "You don't seem to be taking your exile very seriously of late." "I treat it with the same regard yo… | |
| 1492796803 | Phobos Warden Vest | III The silence in Zavala's office was interrupted by a burst of static over the comms. Asher Mir's nasal voice rang shrilly over the speakers. "Ikora was unavailable!" he said impatiently. "Asher," Zavala said into his comms. "What have you got for me?… | |
| 2073079655 | Phobos Warden Strides | IV Deputy Commander Sloane sighed as she entered Zavala's office. She fell into the chair opposite his and waited for a moment, head down, elbows on her knees. Finally she spoke: "Somebody's selling pretzels in the Hangar. They're all out now, but I coul… | |
| 1560380339 | Wild Hunt Gloves | II "I'm saying it's a fight we can avoid right now. The Spider doesn't give them much." Shakto wanted to say it wasn't enough to die over, but he had seen her starved husk enough times to know that wasn't true. Sustenance was always enough to die over. An… | |
| 2018938613 | Wild Hunt Vestment | III The encampment was several days old, formed from a few dirty tents huddled around a handful of unpacked crates and two sealed ones. The entranced Servitor had dimmed, and foul-smelling liquid spilled from punctures and rutted gashes in its plating. Tr… | |
| 365082710 | Wild Hunt Bond | V Her spirit awakened from dull normality; she saw the glistening maelstrom engulfing the living onyx before her. She heard clarity in the purring mirth emitting from the stone. Three times she had done this, the last leaving several fractures in the bone… | |
| 1776649656 | Wild Hunt Hood | I The Awoken skulked through dead Dregs, picking at exhausted canisters like a carrion dog. She had done this each first week, of each month, since her revival beneath the grave-heap in the bowels of the Shore's fighting pits. She was knocked down many ti… | |
| 2000686791 | Calamity Rig Bond | I don't know who you are. Don't know what school you follow, which side you're on—could be heads, could be tails. Could be the edge. Could be you shoot before the coin lands. Just know I'll be the one picking it up. You ever hear the story of the fella w… | |
| 840728420 | Legacy's Oath Boots | LUSIA Grandma Lusia wipes sweat from her brow. "Help me pull this net in." You pull on it together, but it's hooked on something underwater. You strip off your clothes and dive into the gentle river, down to where the fishing net has torn on the propelle… | |
| 1001070225 | Cinder Pinion Robes | Lord Shaxx charged onto the Crucible field. "Gather close, my champions," he shouted. "Yes, both teams. I want to congratulate you." The Guardians peeked warily from cover, then assembled before Shaxx. "I remember the first time I saw a Hard Light shot… | |
| 1466464938 | Cinder Pinion Bond | Lord Shaxx looked down at the City as he spoke. "The children in the City have always played at being Guardians. Shouting about their hammers and shields, swinging branches as Dawnblades. Many a time, I would pretend to be slain by one of their attacks as… | |
| 383751748 | Phobos Warden Robes | III The silence in Zavala's office was interrupted by a burst of static over the comms. Asher Mir's nasal voice rang shrilly over the speakers. "Ikora was unavailable!" he said impatiently. "Asher," Zavala said into his comms. "What have you got for me?… | |
| 2331975199 | Phobos Warden Bond | V There was a soft knock on the door and a technician tentatively poked his head inside the office. "The system is ready, Commander." Zavala looked across his desk. No echo of the past called out to him, no guilt-driven daydream—just a young man from the… | |
| 1585002523 | Phobos Warden Cowl | I Zavala stared at the blank pages on his desk. He sat with his back to the window. The Traveler shone brightly outside, but there was little warmth in its light. Since its reformation, Zavala found it strangely unfamiliar. Its size made everything else… | |
| 671358418 | Phobos Warden Boots | IV Deputy Commander Sloane sighed as she entered Zavala's office. She fell into the chair opposite his and waited for a moment, head down, elbows on her knees. Finally she spoke: "Somebody's selling pretzels in the Hangar. They're all out now, but I coul… | |
| 1221846797 | Wild Hunt Helm | I "Cousin Zavala. Ikora." Petra Venj's image shone on screen in the Commander's office. Curtains drawn; it was one of few dim sources providing light to the room. "Condolences are not enough." "The worlds may be gone, but their gravity remains… in more w… | |
| 1742122308 | Wild Hunt Greaves | IV The night felt all too rushed, and morning so soon. Siegfried ached. He couldn't remember the last time he had been sore after a fight. "Good morning, Sir." Siegfried's Ghost, Ogden, hovered over the samples the Titan had taken. "The sorcery these dul… | |
| 1953865369 | Calamity Rig Plate | How do you feel about all this, hero? You've got a dead heart beating in your chest right now. Only reason you're still movin' is because somebody's got a job for you and they don't think you're done yet. Anybody asked for your point of view lately? Lots… | |
| 1958156274 | Calamity Rig Mark | Being one of the Light's chosen blessed magic babies means you always come back with what you lost. So if frostbite's weighin' on your mind lately, put it aside. Ain't that it don't hurt—I mean, it hurts—but comes a time you can lose a toe and not think tw… | |
| 1979089297 | Legacy's Oath Gauntlets | "Suzume?" Shiro asked. His Ghost materialized beside him in the cockpit. "Yes?" "Why Shiro-4?" Suzume spun 45 degrees clockwise and peered closer at the Exo, her equivalent of a raised eyebrow. "You'll have to elaborate." "Sure. Sure," he said and wave… | |
| 2276071190 | Legacy's Oath Helm | High above the Last City, tucked in one of the Tower's many alcoves, Cayde-6 thumbs through an old book. Plucked from the Speaker's library, it's become delicate with age, or so he assumes, taking extra care turning each page. His sense of touch is good; t… | |
| 920266619 | Cinder Pinion Helm | "Do I fear it?" Lord Shaxx stooped to bring himself slightly closer to the recruit's eye level. "Tell me: if I were to wear your helmet, would I fight as you do?" The Guardian shrank visibly and shook her head. "Of course not. We use the weapons of our… | |
| 6622258 | Cinder Pinion Greaves | The dejected Warlock walked away from the Crucible with his Ghost hovering over his shoulder. "He noticed, didn't he," said the Warlock flatly. "Don't know what you mean," lied the Ghost. "Shaxx. He saw when I—" the Warlock spread his hands, fingers spl… | |
| 2267135359 | Phobos Warden Gauntlets | II Osiris walked into the office without hesitation, as if it were his own. Zavala looked up and pushed his blank papers to the side. "Osiris," he said. "You don't seem to be taking your exile very seriously of late." "I treat it with the same regard yo… | |
| 109468961 | Phobos Warden Plate | III The silence in Zavala's office was interrupted by a burst of static over the comms. Asher Mir's nasal voice rang shrilly over the speakers. "Ikora was unavailable!" he said impatiently. "Asher," Zavala said into his comms. "What have you got for me?… | |
| 1766367980 | Phobos Warden Helm | I Zavala stared at the blank pages on his desk. He sat with his back to the window. The Traveler shone brightly outside, but there was little warmth in its light. Since its reformation, Zavala found it strangely unfamiliar. Its size made everything else… | |
| 505564841 | Phobos Warden Greaves | IV Deputy Commander Sloane sighed as she entered Zavala's office. She fell into the chair opposite his and waited for a moment, head down, elbows on her knees. Finally she spoke: "Somebody's selling pretzels in the Hangar. They're all out now, but I coul… | |
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| 1972179440 | Last Flight Home | To Whom It May Concern, In light of recent events, please accept this letter of resignation—effective immediately. I was led to believe that top minds would be assembled in a collective effort to cure [REDACTED]. That was a lie. I am requesting safe passa… | |
| 1083742878 | Revenant | A Fallen Captain stalks his prey through the barrens of Europa, Servitor at his back. The wind kicks up shimmering plumes of frost; he doesn't see the frozen kama hurtling towards him. It strikes with a deafening crack; the Servitor is gone. The Captain fl… | |
| 1503295385 | Shadebinder | I first heard it in the Thrall-carved tunnels on Callisto as I saw Light torn from my friend: a chaotic chime like breaking glass, ringing in the corners of my mind. I ignored it then and burned the Hive vermin with vengeance and fire. But it returned whe… | |
| 201476722 |  | Classified | Keep it secret. Keep it safe. |
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