My Fireteam

As a warlock I have spent many a day studying the secrets and knowledge our world has to offer, but there are some lessons that can’t be learned from books. When I was young I always thought warlocks were the type to lock themselves away with their books like the Cryptarchs, I trained for months to become a hunter before I learned my place was elsewhere. Ikora taught me what it means to be a warlock, that we are not just lore seekers or reclusive, that we are warriors of the light and can be just as cunning as any hunter and as strong as any titan. I learned that true power lies in knowledge, understanding, that power is channeled, not controlled, and that each discovery offers new possibilities, something all guardians should know. I wasn’t like the others, I preferred to learn in the field rather than my readings, Ikora quickly took notices of this and when I thought she was going to scold me, she praised me saying “its not every day you see a student willing to break the rules in pursuit of further experience, you are part of the few who posses the core instinct to master the unknown. In your time outside the city’s walls you have learned that through true failure comes true understanding, but you must learn how to find that balance between godhood and madness…. Therefore, I am raising you to be my personal apprentice.” Ikora taught me well, how to charge a sword with solar and set the sky ablaze, how to find harmony within and channel the storm, to pull power from the void itself and unleash it on my enemies. However, there are some things that can’t be taught, and it wasn’t until I almost lost everything that I learned one of the most valuable lessons.

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The curse of Osiris


Io, the first moon of Jupiter, was the last place visited by The Traveler, and the site of great interest to both humanity and the timeless Vex machines. The Red Legion, too, now seek to unravel the secrets and power of this place, gouging at the surface, seeking to uncover new sources of power to aid in their quest to dominate our worlds. It is up to us to protect this place, and preserve its great legacy. In the final days of the Golden Age the Traveler was in the midst of terraforming Io when it detected the Darkness approaching and abandoned the moon as it fled to Earth. As a result of this, the Ionian climate and geography do not support traditional agriculture, meaning that some remnant of Io’s original atmospheric composition prevented the full growth of plants. Echo Mesa, a mountain on Io, has become a popular pilgrimage site for Guardians, and considered sacred to warlocks due to it overlooking the Mesa, a crater where the Traveler left behind a mysterious city-like structure.


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Mercury was transformation into a garden world by the Traveler and inhabited by humanity during the Golden Age, but come the Collapse, the Vex undid this transformation and completely changed Mercury into a Machine World within days of their arrival.



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“Such courage and power—the greatest ever to grace these worlds. You bring all of us peace, we will light the final flare, Devil Red. They will all know what you’ve done.” —The Speaker


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The most notorious warlock in vanguard history, I have spent many an hour researching and collecting very last piece of data I could find on him. He is a personal idea of mine and I could write my own book on him and his legendary sunsinger methods, his travels, his discoveries, but all that and I still can’t tell you where he is now. So, for now I will tell you who he was.

Osiris’s story can be traced back to the battle of the six fronts where he fought side by side with the titans agents the fallen house of devils. Warriors will tell of the many heroes they saw that day from Jagi and his host of seven to the Iron lords themselves, however there was one who defied all explanations. Reports exist of a guardian who was seemingly at all places at once, fighting as if they were present on every section of the wall. The six front held agents the fallen that day, the city was saved but not without great sacrifice, blood lined the brink work and cemented the masonry, yet the populous rejoiced. Calibrations where held for guardians, the heroes once more and at the heart of it all walked two men, a titan named Saint-14 walked proudly among his fellow guardians, and warlock cloaked in gold regarded as a warrior of superior prowess, Osiris.

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The Vex

Where we see beauty, the Vex see imperfection. Every world, every being, must be made anew.“—Ikora Rey


The vex are defiantly quite the topic and despite the wells of information we have on them they are still a mystery to us.  They are to the naked eye machines who work as a hive mind in a sense, but they are so much more complex than metal and wires, they are transtemporal, cybernetic war-machines, referred to as an time-spanning thought-mesh, basically time/space traveling robots able to simulate every out come in existence. Though individual Vex units vary considerably, most Vex appear as humanoid robots with large, fan-shaped heads and a red or yellow photoreceptor at the center. Despite their tails and long, claw-like fingers, the Vex appear to be mass-produced units, constructed of an unknown metal alloy resembling hammered brass. Their robotic bodies still carry a hint of organic components, however, particularly in the form of their mind cores, which contain a milky radiolarian fluid (Vex milk if you will) seemingly central to Vex functionality. However, interestingly enough according to records from the Ishtar Collective, Vex are capable of generating simulations of real-world events with perfect fidelity and predictive ability—essentially running a parallel reality in their minds which is arguably indistinguishable from the “real” universe. This ability appears to be limited only to ordinary situations, as the Vex are apparently unable to simulate complex phenomena that is linked to a paracausal power, these include Guardians.

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The Leviathan

“When everything has been taken from you, nothing remains to you. And when you roar into nothing, nothing sometimes answers. So when you succeed, I invite you to walk in my gardens, and to wash yourself in my pools, and to test your might in my arenas. At the end of the game I just may await you, with treasure and with opportunity. For our work is not yet done. No, my champion, my work is not yet done.” –Emperor Calus

We answered the invitation, sot out the hidden treasure, stopped rituals, killed the war beats and ran the gauntlet but non of it prepared us for facing Calus himself. All our efforts where for nothing, we got out loot, armor and weapons guided in gold but we simply uncovered more questions then answers.  I have n more words only wonders, i nee time to think, to question… what is it all for? are we just pawns in all this?

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Emperor Calus

For centuries, I led the revels of my empire, and the stars themselves burnt sweet and clear. But in time the jealous and the tight-fisted rose up and sent me into exile.“—Emperor Calus

The war with the Red Legion has ended, Ghaul is dead and the Travler has reawakened after 100s of years, peace has returned to the city and once more guardians triumph. In all my years as a guardian I have yet to see a challenge we cant over come, we’ve shut down vex networks, killed hive kings and gods, restored the Iron lords and put a end to the Red legion. Im not just boasting about our achievements for the sake of it, Im not as pretentious as some hunters. Don’t get the wrong idea these victories have come with great lose, there are many fireteams and guardians who have feel preeminently due to lack of information on the proper subject matter, many guardians louse their ghost and die their last death due to “going in blind.” The unknown both fascinates me and terrifies me, but the last thing I will allow is my fireteam to suffer due to my pride.

Unlike previous excursions this one raises many red flags in my book because it wasn’t something found or past down, the guardians have been Invited  to take on the challenges of the Leviathan, the personal “ship” of the exiled Cabal Emperor Calus, and I use the word ship lightly because this “ship” can swallow moons and planets whole.


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The Ahamkara

And thus the Ahamkara were made extinct, their call silenced, their solipsistic flatteries erased, their great design – if it ever existed – broken. Of this you can be assured, oh reader mine. ” – Unknown


Young Ahamkara’s spine- gauntlets 

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