The first time I met Randall, I was but a lvl 10 Hunter, passing through Old Russia to do some bounty. Confident as I was in my hunter's abilities, and his newly earned Regulator mk. 55 (which I thought was pretty bitchin'at the time), I switched between practicing headshots and going upside the scrubby dregs heads with my knife. I happened upon this lonely vandal, standing beside a shank. The shank went down instantly thanks to the Regulator. Being in a stabby mood, I went for the unfortunate vandal's throat. Couldn't believe my eyes when his health didn't even degenerate. Baffled, I watched in awe as he battered my Hunter into submission. Upon respawn, I didn't take another change like that. I pumped his face full of lead, emptied my Regulator and finished him off with a fusion rifle blow to his chest. He didn't yield any loot apart from the standard 25 glimmer, but I sensed that I had ended a legend. My Hunter learned a valuable lesson that day.