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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
9/24/2015 1:23:16 AM
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Marrik sat atop a structure in the Dreadnaut's Mausoleum, watching a skirmish between Hive and Cabal and talking to his ghost.
"They really don't like each other, do they?"
[i]"These Cabal are getting desperate. Why they would crash their ship into the Dreadnaut is beyond me."[/i]
"It works, if you ask me. Crashing the ship causes a massive breach in the Dreadnaut, and an instant beachhead to attack from. Two tactical advantages, one crash."
[i]"You're a Titan. You live, think and breath tactical advantages. Not to mention explosions. Wait a second... I just got a high energy reading. Taken. Looks like we're in for some company."[/i]
"Where?"
[i]"Below us. Get ready to pound some heads."[/i]
"Pounding heads is my specialty."
Marrik looked below him as the green-black orb of dark energy pulsated and dropped several Taken Acolytes and two Taken Knights. Marrik checked the power level on his gauntlets.
"Here we go..."
Marrik dove off of the structure and activated his Fist of Havoc, slamming into the ground with a massive torrent of arc energy that disintegrated all the Taken Hive around him.
He stood up and looked around.
"And [i]that's[/i] how it's done!"
(Open. Preferably to guardians.)
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*A warlock approaches Marrik. He is quiet. He has a full set of year one trials armor except for his chestpiece which seemed to the voidfang vestements. There's a sword on his back it seems to be the exotic Raze Lighter* "You. I need to speak to you"
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Marrik looked around. "Me, huh? What makes me so special?"
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"You show some sort of promise in your skill"
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"Gee, thanks. 'Some promise,' huh?"
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"What? I'm being honest. Anyways I've been recruiting for a skilled team to kill Oryx for good. A raid you might call it. I'm calling it the kings fall. Are you willing to join?"
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Marrik looked around. "How long have you been watching me?"
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"I was walking by and stopped for a moment and watched you fight those taken"
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"Then I'm in. When do you have this... Assassination planned?"
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"When we get a full group. We have four slots left for guardians. We are also bringing a frame with us. Including you we have three slots left for guardians"
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"Why bring a frame?"
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"It's a war frame not a janitor or something like that"
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"I guess it could be useful, then. How do you want me to get ready?"
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"Get geared up. Your strongest armor and weapons should be ready when the group is ready"
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"All right. Might I suggest to you a hunter to join us on this killing? He goes by name of La'haar..."
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"Well I'll have to meet him or her. Also one warning. This is not advised by the vanguard have your comms off when we are about to start"
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"... Of course..."
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"Yeah that's everything"
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"Okay then, Mr. Warlock whose name I don't know. I'll be ready." Marrik turned and began walking away.
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"Okay see you in another dimension that's owned by Oryx sometime later" *The warlock leaves*
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Edited by Riven: 9/24/2015 1:35:56 PMMore spawned. A shadow shot rang out, tethering the taken.
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Marrik looked to where the shot had come from. "Thanks for the assist, friend."
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A guardian in Y1 Trials Armor was there. "Had my super. Needed to shoot something. So I guess I could be thanking you."
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Marrik surveyed the armor. "Haven't seen too many people with the first set of Trials gear. Are you one of those Crucible maniacs?"
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"Not really. Just felt like getting the gear."
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"Ok. Good. So, friend, what's your name, and what brings you to the Dreadnaught?" Marrik extended his hand. "I'm Marrik."
