Destiny 2 - Proud of War

The Primus looked over the tactical map before him. The orange wireframes of the fleet were arrayed before him, while other shapes denoted the locations of the enemy, ringed in red circles. The outcome of the battle was not in doubt. These lesser races were tenacious, potent in their own way, but against the might of the unstoppable Cabal Empire, they could not stand. These lessers knew it, but refused to kneel and accept a place under the Empire's flag. They have chosen to die. Why? The Primus wondered this to himself as he leaned over the holotank.

Destiny 2 - Transcript of an Emerald Conversation

TYPE: Transcription

DESCRIPTION: Conversation with a person of interest

PARTIES: Three [3]; One [1] Guardian-type, Class Titan, designate Donovan Morgan [DM] (POI #0268); One [1] Ghost-type, designate Eyeball [EB]; One [1] Guardian-type, Class Warlock, designate Aunor Mahal [AM] (AUN-326)

ASSOCIATIONS: Black Fleet; Crota; Darkness; Drifter; Emerald Coast (EDZ); Europa; Gambit; Hive; Kashaf, Afa [AKA Bog, Dredgen]; Mahal, Aunor; Morgan, Donovan; Morn, Eris; Ohr, Wahei; Rega-7; Sadihj, Samita; Tango, Charlie; Traitor's Die; Umbranomicon; Yor, Shadows of

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Destiny 2 - Transcript of a Praxic Meeting

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TYPE: Transcription

DESCRIPTION: Excerpts from a Praxic Order meeting

PARTIES: One [1] Guardian-type, Class Warlock, designate Rhodes-6 [R6]; One [1] Guardian-type, Class Warlock, designate Aunor Mahal [AM]; One [1] Guardian-type, Class Titan, designate Ferris Char [FC]

ASSOCIATIONS: Afa; Azzir, Rezyl; Black Fleet; Cull, Dredgen; Darkness; Luna; Mahal, Aunor; Morgan, Donovan; Ohr, Wahei; Praxic Order; Sadijh; Tango, Charlie; Toland; Traitor's Die; Umbranomicon; Yor, Dredgen

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Destiny 2 - Demagogue

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They had arrived in the ruins of a human city. Koroa let his gaze look over the other Eliksni who had gathered here, from other crews, most of them wearing the tattered colors of House Dusk. Some still wore strips of cloth from older banners, most of them were grizzled veterans of the Long Siege. He spared a glance toward Hanka, but the old Eliksni was fussing with his ether mask, grumbling at it.

The broadwave transmissions from Europa kept coming. While all of their crew had tacitly agreed to ignore them, one had come through from another one of the Shipstealer's followers, asking all Eliksni to come and hear his message. Koroa knew it was going to be angry and poisonous, but it still needed to be heard, if only so it could then be dismissed.

Destiny 2 - Never Bow Again

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The message was sent out on a broadwave transmission frequency. The voice spoke in the common human tongue, assured that the message would be understood by all who needed to receive it.

"To my Eliksni brothers and sisters out amongst the stars and here at home on Europa--We are the future of our kind, and we will destroy all who threaten us! Remember: Light only burns bright so long, but Darkness is forever!"

Destiny 2 - Dark Hunts

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TYPE: Statement

DESCRIPTION: Debrief AAR-ENC-SS-2020

PARTY: One [1] Guardian-type, Class Hunter, designate [REDACTED]

ASSOCIATIONS: Darkness; Darkness, House of; Enceladus; Cabal; Cyrell; Fallen; Hive; Loveks; Red Legion; Savathûn; Savathûn, Blood of; Shikar; Vadison; Vex; Zela Tatu 

 

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Look, I'm only making this statement once, all right? I don't wanna get pulled into some windowless room to have questions demanded of me by a bunch of Praxics or whatever. They can have the cam-feed from my helmet and my Ghost's data, but that's it. I'm done after this.

Destiny 2 - A House of Dregs

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Sterling helped set the crate down off the back of the truck, then turned to his employer. "You sure about this, C.T.?"

"Relax," came the reply. "I've worked with this crew before. Their pay is good." A smaller crate was set on top of the one Sterling had unloaded. "You worry too much."

Sterling shook his head, reflexively checking his pistol. "I'm just sayin', man, they're Fallen. Never met a Fallen that hasn't tried to kill me."

"You spend too much time dirtside. Head out to the Reef sometime. Long as you keep your piece holstered, they'll leave you be." A roguish smile and a spread of the hands. "Trust me."

Destiny 2 - Anax Was Here

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The Hunter regarded the fall below them. It wasn't that the tower was tall, per say, so much as that it was treacherous. Nearly sheer surfaces, the frequent threat of an enemy spotter taking a shot, other hazards that one might collide with if one slipped, a seemingly bottomless void below... It was dangerous. Which was, of course, exactly why the Hunter was doing it. Anything worth doing was challenging.

"I know I say this every time," Cyrano grumbled, "but this is really stupid."

"And yet," the Hunter replied, "you keep saying it as if this time I'll come to my senses. What's that saying about insanity and doing the same thing over and over?"

Cyrano rolled his optic. "You come back to the Dreaming City once every three weeks to do this, knowing that it's just going to get erased by the curse, and I'm the one who's insane?"

The Hunter shrugged again. "It's not as if I'm not trying to help keep the Taken and whatever else is loose from taking over the Dreaming City. I am working while I'm here."

Destiny 2 - Transcript of a Twilight Conversation

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TYPE: Transcription

DESCRIPTION: Conversation between persons of interest

PARTIES: Two [2]. One [1] Guardian-type, Class Hunter [u.1]; One [1] Guardian-type, Class Warlock, designate Wahei Ohr [WO] (POI #0247)

ASSOCIATIONS: Darkness; Hive; Mahal, Aunor; Malphur, Shin; Ohr, Wahei; Praxic Archives; Praxic Order; Thorn; Traitor's Die; Umbranomicon; WoS; Yor, Dredgen; Yor, Shadows of

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Destiny 2 - Transcript of a Disavowed Conversation

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TYPE: Transcription

DESCRIPTION: Communication with person of interest

PARTIES: Three [3]. One [1] Guardian-type, Class Warlock, designate Rhodes-6 [R6]; One [1] Ghost-type, designate Apollo [AP]; One [1] Guardian-type, Class Warlock, designate Wahei Ohr [WO] (POI#0247)

ASSOCIATIONS: Darkness; Luna; Mahal, Aunor; Ohr, Wahei; Praxic Archives; Praxic Order; Sword Logic; Tango, Charlie; Toland; Traitor's Die; Umbranomicon

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Destiny 2 - Transcript of an Illicit Conversation

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TYPE: Transcription

DESCRIPTION: Conversation between persons of interest

PARTIES: Two [2]. One [1] Guardian-type, Class Warlock, designate Wahei Ohr [WO] (POI#0247); One [1] Guardian-type, Class N/A [u.1] (VIP#1315)

ASSOCIATIONS: Drifter; Magpie District; Mahal, Aunor; Ohr, Wahei; Praxic Archives; Praxic Order; Tango, Charlie; Traitor's Die; Umbranomicon

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Destiny 2 - Transcripts of a Poker Game and a Back Alley Conversation

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ACCESS: RESTRICTED

DECRYPTION KEY: 83VT2P4AN0$AUN-326

> REMOTE DATABASE TEXT-ONLY ACCESS INITIALIZED.

> WELCOME, USER "PRAXICTEMPLAR".

> PLEASE ENTER COMMAND.

> open private directory "ohr case"

> DIRECTORY LOCKED.

>PLEASE ENTER PASSWORD.

> ****************

> DIRECTORY UNLOCKED.

> PLEASE ENTER COMMAND.

> open transc "parlour-backroom03-0247

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TYPE: Transcription

DESCRIPTION: Conversation between various parties in a back room of The Parlour (Magpie District, Last City)

PARTIES: Six [6]. One [1] Guardian-type, Class Hunter, designate Sleight-3 [S3]; One [1] Guardian-type, Class Hunter, designate "Lady" Olu Alderdice [OA] (POI#0195); One [1] Guardian-type, Class Hunter, designate Rega-7 [R7]; One [1] Guardian-type, Class Warlock, designate Wahei Ohr [WO] (POI#0247); One [1] human, designate Charlie Tango [CT] (POI#0320); One [1] human, designate Paul Kent [PK]

ASSOCIATIONS: Alderdice, "Lady" Olu; Dusk Tarot; Kent, Paul; Ohr, Wahei; Parlour; Rega-7; Sleight-3; Tango, Charlie

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Destiny 2: SHADEBINDER

Wielding an elemental force of creation and destruction is different for me.

Titans and Hunters see the paracausal forces we wield as mere tools, unfazed by the sheer fury of the storm or the raw power of the sun or the sapping nothingness of the void. They can pick them up and put them down, shape them into tools and weapons to be used.

They don't know what it means to embody the element itself, to draw it into oneself and become it. To straddle that line between light and dark, and step outside the bounds of time and space. To hear the song of the solar fire and shape it into a sword. To step into the eye of the gale with serenity and let the storm dance within.

I see them now, bearing these new powers born of the primordial ur-predator, and none of them understand what it is they're using. They think it is merely another tool in their kit, another weapon in their arsenal. Look at them now, plodding and proud with their newfound power, sneering and smug with their sharpened sickles. They don't know what it is they're wielding.

Not like I do.

I have steeped myself in it. As I did with the void, I moved outside boundaries-- those imposed by the dogmas of the Light. As I did with solar fire, I have heard the song-- the rhythm and rime of a song of silence. As I did with the gale, I stepped into the storm and looked into its eye as it looked into me.

What good are your tools and weapons when I can reach out and make them heed my will? What good is your glacial force when I can halt you in your tracks? What good is your withering squall when I can silence it with a whisper?

The Dark is merely your tool. But I have truly harnessed it. Encompassed it.

Binded it.