Since a couple folks are writing wee sections of lore for their guardian I thought I'd jump on that bandwagon and have a go with my end of the schtick ~-~-~ "What is a titan" shaxx voice boomed as he thrust an knee into the gut of a challenging lightbearer "Not you, that's what" he laughed, picking up the new light and dusting them off "But you can hone your light, become a pillar of strength for the city and its people" These moments echoe through my mind now, more than ever, centuries ago, thanks to our deathlessness But still true as the day before me I don't know how long I've been at this, stemming the provocative, gnashing tide of the hive and its otherworldly promises I fight for peace, or so I thought Caged, down in this dusty library I wrack at my brain for answers, the fighting is the only rest this place gives me I've seen horrors, unimaginably twisted forms of flesh and metal, chitin and bone I can't tell, not when the bullets start flying Thats when it all turns back to shaxx He trained me to fight other guardians, zavala helped me hone my potential even further but this What could prepare us for this Such a colossal beast, I don't think even shaxx would smile at it My punches just bounce off, my bullets, nothing My launcher didn't even leave a scorch mark So, I'm telling you this because this might be one of those entries, maybe Depends on wether I come back or not or wether you've gotta come rescue my chunky self See, I found what I thought was a scroll, turned out to be a totem and a plaque...of sorts Anyway it shot out this beam of light so I followed it, had to jump down one helluva hole to get to where I am, couldn't see for a long time, kept my ghost close to me, only brought it out to talk to someone and read a little Then the fighting starts and ghost is gone, it's just me, my shotgun and the dark It starts with waves of thrall, sometimes shadow thrall, cursed creatures, I'm glad I can see the other ones coming else id be long dead I'm almost out of ammo so I'm going to have to rely on my witts soon So, if you're reading this Head down, further Further down than any of us dared to go Down into the seeping, clawing mist below There, you will find the dark, a place of nothingness that shallows everything It may soon even swallow me I've sent my ghost back, he now searches for a new light to guide I will fight until the flames adorning my hammer run cold Until my knuckles break and beyond I will leave a pillar, a pile of corpses, it is here that you will find my question If you find me, take my shotgun, it serves the light, not the dark Your old friend Doz Also, stay out of my cookie jar!