Excerpt from a Titan's War Journal:
Dear Diary,
The sky was grey, the ground was green, and the "sea" was red. Monuments of steel, glass, and stone covered in vines and vegetation, obelisks of a dead civilization, burst from the fractured uneven ground and haphazardly reached hundreds of feet towards the heavens, like the giant rotting teeth of some mythical dead titan. Around me, the dank wet foliage softly rustled against a gentle breeze that wafted through the ruined city, as I sat astradle upon my Sparrow preparing to start my patrol.
Venus. I hate Venus.
I had some time to kill, so I decided to pick up a vanguard request from a guardian beacon. Holliday, the Shipwright back at the Tower who sounds suspiciously like my ex, responded with a mission: go scavenge some tech. "Scavenge?" What she really meant was to go kill some people, Tower enemies of course, and steal their ****, which, again, suspiciously reminded me of my ex. Ok fine.
I glanced to my left and spotted some Fallen doing, I don't know, whatever it is they do when they're not attacking the Tower, the Hive, or the Vex. I briefly considered approaching them to broker some sort of alliance as the Awoken of the Reef appeared to have done; you know, enemy of my enemy, that kind of thing.
But I had a headache.
Instead, I lobbed a grenade, opened fire, puck puck puck, and in no time they were all dead. Just like that. When it was over, I walked among the bodies to, uh, "scavenge". As I inspected one of the corpses twisted unnaturally on the ground I shook my head and thought, "Man, it sure sucks to be you."
Later, I picked up another beacon request, this one from Cayde-6, who sounds just like a guy from a show I saw once, to go kill a high value target. This sounded like a more worthy mission. My ghost decrypted the mission parameters, and I checked out the target: Fallen, killed 6 guardians, known badass (so far so good), Shank... wait wut? A Shank? Those little floating robot things that die after two shots? I had to reread the target package twice. For reals, Diary, they set me to go kill a single solitary trouble-making badass SHANK!
Well, the Vanguards were paying, so whatevs.
As usual, I obediently followed the waypoints that my Ghost laid out. They led me through some tunnel ruins in the city, and in short order I saw the final target waypoint just around a blind corner. Ok, no problem, its just a stupid Shank, right? I rounded the corner, instinctively lobbed a grenade, and came to an abrupt and startled halt. There were, like, 10 Fallen in front of me, at least four of them Vandals, fighting with some Vex, including a Minotaur, who had all just acquired me as their new target. And the Shank had shields. When my grenade went off I think I heard it laugh.
As I was getting pulverized by void bombs, scrambling away from sniper shots and energy globes gliding my way, and with my armor alarms blaring because my shields had red-lined, I thought, "Ok, now I can see why this Shank is such a problem - it rolls with a posse that likes to kill Vex Minotaurs. Maybe next time, Cayde-6, you could NOT bury that lead!"
The short version, Diary, is that yours truly almost got his ass handed to him by a murderous killer gangsta Shank, but was saved by one of those impregnable walls that all the buildings on Venus appear to be made of. Wish they could make my armor out of that stuff.
Once I verified that the fight was over, and that I was really NOT dead, I reviewed some of the loot I'd picked up. The Shank had dropped a set of uncommon Titan boots that seemed about the same quality and style as the ones I was wearing, but these had blue accents which matched my chestpiece and helmet, unlike my current boots which had red accents. What a happy accident, am I right?
But really, Fallen walking around with loot like this, they're just a asking for trouble. They should know better. If word got around, guardians might start killing them just on the off chance to get loot that completes their armor sets. In that kind of situation, well, we'd lose the moral high-ground! We can't have that. Can you imagine the peace negotiation? The Fallen's Emmisary would probably just look at the Tower Emmisary and say, "You know you've been randomly killing us and stealing our ****, right?" before shooting him and stealing his ****.
I'm keeping them boots though.
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LPPrince, Dean_the_Young et Vroom Vroom aiment ceci