My memories before Europa are ... fractured. I recall my birth ... my ghost's destruction at the hands of the ... Eliksni. Torture ... my torture ... time ... my trial of survival ... on Mercury. My dagger of Dreg bone and twisted metal spear shattering Vex ... Fire ... surrounding me .... becoming me ... I held fire in my fists ... I killed so many. Memories ... so ... difficult to align ... Bother Ossik found me ... I recall that Death followed him ... and a ... nexus ... of tranquil destruction cascades from his hands. Europa; my sanctuary. The Jovians; my children. The Gatekeepers; my family. The Nine ... Instruct me ... Command me ... The Nine have shown me power ... and structure. I am the second of the Gatekeepers. The Ram of The Nine. I charge ... rend ... obliterate through my Inferno. The first into the fray and the last to retreat. I witnessed the rise if the new Iron Lords with my brothers. A kind of ... kinship forms ... between Eris and I. Two survivors ... bearing scars that alienate us ... I witness and train the guardians ... those who listen. Your Traveller has survived his ordeal ... though broken ... he is yours. I will lead the charge into The Darkness, a torrent of fire to guide you. I am Walker Dang. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ **Additional Information Provided By Terra Ossik Name: Walker Dang Position: Ram of the Gatekeepers Race: Human Sex: Male Preferred Class: Titan Preferred Subclass: Sunbreaker Home Planet: Mercury Job Description: Training and Rallying the Little Lights that wish to emerge from their Traveller's Light. Hates: The Fallen and The Vex. Loves: Fire, The Jovians, The Gatekeepers, and Eris Morn. Interests: Wilderness survival, barehanded fighting, Rasputin. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Entry by Walker Dang 77 Days AFE (Away From Europa) I have gained an ... appreaction for Eris Morn. She is coarse ... abrasive. Eris and the Awoken Vanguard leader, Zavala have become valuable allies and enjoyable company. I hope there comes a day when we can tear the world asunder as a righteous fireteam against the Darkness. I enjoy sitting and watching the Guardians come and go. Seeing their jubilation upon finding a lost treasure and laughing when Cryptarch Rahool gifts them with a unwanted armour or weapon. Shaxx is ... familiar to me ... somehow ... though he is not familiar with me. We ... I ... cannot recall. Regardless ... he had taken a liking to me, and we have observed many Cruicible matches, pointing out flaws and sharing in the joy of a flawless victory. I have yet to join a Faction ... I find them too ... self-serving. However as my time among the Guardians continues ... and as my friends influence me ... I'm sure I will find one that can use my skills. Until then ... the Cruicible is my calling. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Entry by Walker Dang 156 Days AFE (Away From Europa) Finally. Since arriving in the Tower, Teréz has dogged Terra's every step, hassling him about the need for knowledge of the growing SIVA threat. Of the impeding conflict with the conniving House of Devils ... the devious Eliksni. Revenge ... is not my purpose. Yes, I will revel in their screams as they melt into oblivion. Hear the roar for blood and justice from the Guardians, as I lead the charge into the Devils technological tomb. Once the resting place of others, soon to be their own. However, I will not do more then what is required by Terra. The Nine maneuver us towards some grand design ... of this I am certain. Terra leads us in their name ... their will, his own. Their guidance, our might. Teréz's intelligence of the Eliksni's nature and psychological profile coupled with Alexander's reconnaissance of the Devil Splicers Lair in Foundry 113, will provide the path for our assault. I have chosen my weapons and my armour carefully. Maximum output damage, couple with moderate recovery ... I stop merely to gather my bearings, my comrades and assess my next victims. The Ram ... precipitates triumph through perennial conquest ... with each scorching punch ... and every malefic hammer.