I miss you old quick hands. I remember it like yesterday. That shady bar and that music....if you can call it that. Then you. Alone with a drink and some cards. You asked me to play. So we did and after a couple games you placed a bet. I thought why not. Few cards later and I was a few glimmer richer. I knew something was up so before I left I made sure to check my bag...missing. Old quick hands made off with my goods. It would take a day or two but I found you. Placing another bet and losing. But that's when I noticed them. Your gang of thieves looting from the winners. They were to caught up in winning they didn't notice. They weren't the only ones distracted and that's when I took back what was mine. An hour later and you found me. Thought I was done for but you gave me a home. You said " You're the first titan I couldn't hear coming. We could use you." from there things were great. But then came that bet.... We were just watching vex do vex things at the vault of glass. You said you were going to find a way in. I laughed and said how no one's ever stepped inside. I said I bet there's nothing even in there. You just stared. One day you said. That's when a hobgoblin noticed us. I'm not sure why but I bet you my handcannon you couldn't hit the goblin with it. But you did. The gun never fired right so I'm not sure how you did it. But Rust was yours. Rust the gun that couldn't hit anything...sometimes it didn't even fire. But as I lay here with a hole in my stomach I realized the guns cursed. You see the gun used to belong to a man who's family was killed by a warlord. The warlord lost a bet so he killed the man's family then him with his gun...Rust. The warlord would lose the gun in a bet to another risen. That warlord would end up getting gun down by his own gun. Soon I would win a bet with this risen and soon after he met the same fate. After our bet I looked into this gun more and now here I am. Lightless....bleeding out. Luckily my gun only had one bullet left. That fallen...got away...but...now all I can think about is you quick hands. Don't lose that gun....and if you bet it away....well hopefully it was a great bet. I'm not sure...if you'll get this...but I bet I'll survive...old quick hands...