*Hands clasped* *Head bowed* OH! RNGeezus, I come to thee again, clad in the Armor of The Vault with which you answered my prayers. Now, I approach thee not for my own gain, but that you might bless my clan mates, bold in number they be, that they might reap the veritable bounties of the Vault. Bless them with the sight of hawks, that their aim may forever strike Critical. Bless them with the steadfast of lions, that they may never have to retreat from the enemy. Bless them with the lethality of Death, that the vile machines fall at the mere sight of their ferocity. OH! RNGeezus, I beseech thee! Turn the tides of glitched buffs to our favor, lure the Vex into their own fire, and grant us the luck that we need to evade each plasmatic burst, each Gorgon's eye, and each Praetorian's cannon so we might emerge from the hallowed Vault not successful, but so utterly triumphant that the Vex choose to rewrite time that they might never encounter us to begin! *Draws Found Verdict* DIVE WITH US, RNGEEZUS!, THAT WE MIGHT REND THEIR METAL CARCASSES SO WHOLELY THAT THEY BE JEALOUS OF THE RUSTED SCRAP OF GOLDEN AGE TECH THAT DOTH LITTER THE COSMODROME THAT HOUSES THE FALLEN! *Pumps Found Verdict* Amen.