Following the investigation aboard the Glykon, an alliance is struck to hunt the Shadows...
[sound of campfire crackling, faint static of paracausal radiation]
[pause]
[sound of leather rustling, gun cocking]
[u.1] Show yourself. Hands up and empty, if you value your Light.
[sound of footsteps approaching]
[WO] Hunter.
[u.1] Wahei Ohr.
[WO] I've come to ask for your help.
[u.1] Crossed that line, have you?
[WO] No. At least, I'm confident I haven't, but Vizier monitors me carefully. He'd warn me if I had.
[u.1] [grunts] How did you find me?
[WO] You're not the only one good at finding people. Not that you made it easy.
[u.1] [grunts] That was intentional. I'm retired.
[WO] So I heard. The Hero of the Red War is meant to be your successor.
[u.1] That's the hope.
[WO] Having them be the symbol of that hope and everything is all well and good, but we both know you're not retired.
[u.1] That so?
[WO] It wasn't that long ago you came looking for me because you thought I'd gone to the Dark.
[u.1] Still not convinced you haven't.
[WO] Well, what about if I told you about some Lightbearers who HAVE gone to the Dark?
[pause]
[u.1] I'm listening.
[WO] You familiar with a Hunter by the name of Afa Kashaf?
[u.1] Regret to say I am. One of Cull's inner circle. Still sticks in my craw that he slipped past me when I started hunting them down.
[WO] I have it on good authority that he once had possession of a certain book.
[pause]
[u.1] Why am I just now learning about this?
[WO] The Praxic Order doesn't like to advertise that a Dredgen has read one of the most dangerous compendiums in the system. From what I've heard, you and the Praxics don't exactly see eye to eye.
[u.1] To put it mildly.
[WO] I don't know how much of it he read before the Praxics recovered it, but I worry that he may have read up on some of Toland's research notes about infusing objects with Darkness.
[pause]
[u.1] You tellin' me that Dredgen Bog knows how to make Weapons of Sorrow?
[WO] If he doesn't, he knows enough that with his friends' knowledge, he could figure it out.
[u.1] Who're his friends?
[WO] Not sure of their 'Dred' names, but they're called Magda-9 and Hadil Ainu.
[pause]
[u.1] Dredgen Vergift and Dredgen Ruin. I've heard of them. Slipped into the shadows while I was hunting Cull. Them and their buddy Teufel.
[WO] Teufel got caught by the Praxics. He refused to be redeemed, so they had to put him down.
[u.1] Dredgens like Bog and his ilk must be put down. Especially if they're trying to forge Weapons of Sorrow.
[WO] Glad to hear it. Whatever you or the Praxics think about me, I refuse to allow Weapons of Sorrow to proliferate. It's already bad enough so many Guardians are running around with Thorn replicas.
[u.1] This, coming from a Guardian who owns that rifle that Eris Morn forged out of the Taken King's heart? You know if the Hive got their hands on it, they could resurrect him.
[WO] No one else knows where it is. As long as I leave it where it's hidden, it cannot feed, and will wither on the vine. It would become prohibitively expensive, in terms of tribute, for them to try to resurrect him.
[u.1] You sound awfully sure of that.
[WO] However twisted their affection for one another, Oryx's sisters would not waste tribute on reviving him, and he wouldn't be grateful for it.
[pause]
[u.1] Fine. I can start sniffing around to find Bog and his crew. Probably lurking around Hive spaces if they're planning to make Weapons of Sorrow.
[WO] They already have a panel of bone-chitin they stole off of the Glykon. I suspect he got his hands on some Scorn tissue and Dark Ether too.
[u.1] [grunts] I'll ask around the City foundries. Vergift might have some weaponsmithing knowledge to hand, but they might look into getting their hands on high-quality goods for their experiments.
[WO] I'll run down any Hive spaces they might be using. But we should also keep an eye on any place with a Black Fleet presence. Bog's read Toland's book, and might try to make a Weapon without bothering with Hive components.
[pause]
[the feed distorts with static from paracausal radiation]
[u.1] You're not in the clear yet, Ohr. But Bog's crew are the greater threat compared to you.
[WO] I understand. I'll be in touch.
[u.1] [pause] Luck, Ohr.
[WO] Good hunting, Malphur.
[the feed clears]
[sound of a hand cannon magazine being loaded]
[u.1] Time to go hunting again.
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