[spoiler]this is how we do eeet[/spoiler] [i][u]Death World, Northern Hemisphere.[/u][/i] [i]Death World. Home of the Daemon Prince of Death, Lord Noiratrom. Its surface lays barren, apart from the occasional dead tree, it's entire life drained by the ever hungering Primarch. Its surface is covered by the Deadly plague cloud, fatal to anyone and anything, Man or Machine. Nothing escapes it. But, near the Northern Hemisphere, there is a very faint patch of the cloud that is weakened. Enough for something to remain in it for a given amount of time. In the center of it lies an entrance to a temple, or rather, a dungeon, devoted to the Demonic Lord of Death. The tiny patch of weakened cloud is big enough for a small shuttle to land in it. Before your ship lies the entrance to Noiratrom's lair. The blood fountains constantly flowing, the grotesque looking maw of the Temple awaits for adventurers to meet their fate inside. Will you Dare? Will you brave the challenges that await you in the Darkness? You can still turn back. Your dear, precious, petty little life, still belonging to you. Or you can brave what awaits you. Perhaps you may die. Most possibly, your soul will satiate the hungering Lord of Death for a moment. Or, there is however a slight chance that you may survive. And live to tell the tale. The choice is yours.[/i] [i][b]Brave the trials of Noiratrom:[/b][/i] [spoiler] https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/140766148/0/0 [/spoiler] [i][b]Turn back, your life forever unfulfilled:[/b][/i] [spoiler] https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/120286322/0/0 [/spoiler]