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"_'-Bone-'_" Sorrow (ャ栄ン)

[quote]Rezyl traveled to the Moon where he discovered that the Hive were still active. He proceeded into the Hellmouth without his Ghost and encountered Xyor. After battling many Hive, Rezyl faced a knight covered in bone armor.[/quote] [quote]Rose and Bone[/quote] [quote]Not all bone carries the sound of secret truth. Most are fragile, hollow things meant only to carry the weight of wasted lives. The hull was more of husk—harsh and jagged from the growth. We'd never seen a ship crusted in the bone of unknown death, but were more intrigued than concerned.[/quote] [quote]You have to understand we were still very new to the path we'd tread. Boarding Yor's derelict craft in search of our first answers was the act of children, ignorant to the truths—and the dangers—that marked our journey. It wasn't until later, when more pieces of the whole were uncovered, that we grasped the reality of the odd white noise gnawing the edges of our thoughts. Anymore we call them whispers, but then, in those early days, as we approached and then entered the craft—its kit-bashed roll-cage still identifiable where it wasn't over-crusted in the dark, uneven horror of bone—we mistook their siren call for feedback from a dying ship's failing systems. We were fools. Orsa found the scribbled glyphs on thick leather inside the craft that once, long ago, belonged to Yor. We couldn't identify the origin of the writing at the time, much less translate. Though we'd all heard the stories of the Hive, an ancient evil and an ancient battle that turned Luna into a forbidden zone—most held them as folklore—scary stories to counteract our natural curiosity and keep brave Guardians from venturing beyond their means. And while we had our theories about Dredgen Yor and how his fall was linked to the nightmare tales of wicked creatures born of bone and shadow, we were cautious not to let assumption guide our inquisition.[/quote] [quote]The flaying comes not by blade, but through the joining of flesh and bone. The bone will find purchase, taking hold of what once was weak.[/quote] [quote]I am lost in these lunar tunnels. Out of ammo. Short on Light. I am out of moves, save one. I clutch an Ahamkara bone in one hand, and my dead Ghost in the other. I hear a whisper.[/quote] [quote]When the flesh is gone and only bone remains, there will be no secrets left to scream.[/quote] [quote]There are whispers of shrines to the fabled Oryx peppered across the entire system. Stories tell of walking nightmares, protectors of bone and fury, towering over these prized chambers.[/quote] [quote]The Wizard is the scalpel with which the Hive vivisect the universe. A nightmare of rag and bone, the Wizard conceals herself within darkness and fire, dissecting and experimenting on anything that falls into her clutches.[/quote] [quote]Carved of fossilized bone and hell-forged metal, dulled by centuries of slaughter and execution, the Cleaver is the terrible weapon of a Hive Knight. Despite their mass, they swing easily, as if the sword were aware of its action and eager to tear into the Light.[/quote] [quote]"They who walk as bone, would walk upon your bones."[/quote] [quote]The pile of vanquished nightmares—half bone, half dust—grew at Rezyl’s feet. He gave a shrug and shake, turned and hammered the stock hard into the side of one creature’s temple. Its skull splintered and the stock lodged deep in the wet, chalky mass beneath the bone. He made a fleeting effort to break the rifle free, but had to let it fall away as the rush of demons increased. Its body was thick with ornate bone – a living armor that was one with the beast. As they watched another Earth-rise from the lonely quiet of the lunar surface and planned their long journey home, Rezyl pulled fragmented bone from the pouch that hung on his left hip: a reminder of the evil that lurked beyond the light, and the last remnants of the wicked woman’s betrothed. And while he recounted once more the events of his time in the shadows he took his Rose from its holster and began grafting the bone to its steel frame — just another trophy, from another battle won. It was only later, and far too late, that the first whispers came and the bones revealed their true, jagged purpose.[/quote] [quote]It is said the Necrochasm was born in the twilight after Crota’s sword first cracked the Moon. That a lost Guardian’s weapon was altered by the Hive in an attempt to fuse their own dark understanding with humanity’s mastery of war. The result was a weapon that would feed on its owner’s aggression—reaching further when angry eyes drew focus, its hunger rising as it tore through bone and flesh.[/quote] [quote]We are intagliating your ship with larvae. Go back to your species. Spread the good news in the Osmium Court and the Hydrogen Fountain, in the Bone Plaza and the Star-surgery. You will rise up into the world.[/quote] [quote]Toland: Commands, echoed through the dark, fetid caverns—orders carried out with grinding stone and squeaking claw, skittering thrall and blade against bone.[/quote] [quote]As night fell, the Guardians found themselves the hunted - stalked through the ruins by shapes of bone and shadow. The discovery of a Hive Seeder made the truth plain. Mankind's ancient enemy had come to Earth.[/quote] [quote]The beasts like scarred bone Walk at his side.[/quote] [quote]Among a sea of cocoons, and surrounded by thousands more freshly spawned hordes, the Heart held Omar’s broken body in a vice of bone and pain. She was peeling the Light from his body. How? I can’t imagine, and I have tried. Tendrils of luminance tore away like flesh.[/quote] [quote]Toland: Those swords are neither bone nor steel. There’s a dark purpose to their edge.[/quote] [quote]THE GIFT MAST. When the Traveler left Harmony, it made a monument out of the black hole’s polar jet. In the jet there is a hollow mast which sings in radiance. This is the Gift Mast and we will devour it, we will eat the Sky out of it, we will snap it like a bone.[/quote] [quote]Same meat. Same bone. But so very different.[/quote] [quote]The figure in the doorway—a dark, ethereal woman cloaked in tattered ceremony and armored with ornate bone—danced in the air.[/quote] [quote]Eris: The dust and bone and horror of their existence is simply who—what they are. But it does not negate their ageless intelligence.[/quote] [quote]She placed a gloved hand on the back of his blue, flesh-and-bone hand. “I wish we could have spoken, you and I, one last time. But my story here is done. I have avenged those I lost. I must find...”[/quote] [quote][u.2:1.4] The bones say otherwise. [u.2:1.5] You say "nobody." Bones say otherwise. [u.1:2.0] What bones? [u.2:4.4] The bone...You see it. Jagged, like thorns.[/quote] [quote][u.1:3.5] Looking at you here, now. The smoke, ash and bone at your feet mark you as so much less.[/quote] [quote]Bone Circlet[/quote] [quote]Cloak of Seven Bones "Let this bone I reaped in battle give me strength to reap again."[/quote] [quote]"They compete for the power. Fight and kill for it, like dogs squabbling for a bone." - Eris Morn[/quote] [quote]"Face the Blades. Let them know your Light will never fear the edge of their jagged bone." -Eris[/quote] [quote]"The sickness is seeded. Claim the ash and bone of the Unwed from their resting place. Bind them to your cannon that the disease may take hold and your jagged thorns be set." —Dredgen Vale, "Rite of Cleansing"[/quote] There are too many uses of the rest of the skeleton.

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