*The following is a fictional story and not intended to be used as official lore (Hunter) it's been awhile (Warlock) yes, to long. (Hunter) *kicks the dirt watching ships come and go from the hanger bay* (Warlock) Since that Guardian entered the black garden- (Hunter) I almost forgot what the frontier was like. Now we have a chance, now we can do what we were created to do.... (Warlock) For an Exo that comes with two meanings. One you've yet to figure out. *Checks robes before pulling out a spark* (Hunter) *glances over at the spark then looks at the number on his chassis* Hmm. I suppose I'll never really know what my purpose was before the guardians. (Warlock) A Fallen patrol will be sweeping this area. Try to keep your head low before heading out to the dead zone. Titans have enough on their plates. (Hunter) *smirks as he looks up* I've been itching for new orders from Cayde. Now I can have some fun. (Warlock) Is that you or the armor speaking? (Hunter) oh bearer of mine *grins before heading off on sparrow* (Warlock) *half attempts to ready a Nova Bomb* Ill be waiting