Name Serran Tevaend (Pronounced Sir-on Tea-vind) Race/Gender Awoken Male Class/Subclass Hunter nightstalker Description Shader:Aaru's Passage Glowing orange eyes. White hair pulled back.. Both hair and eyes seem to glow even more with his light purple skin tone. Despite having no scars or tattoos the symbol major kills doesnt mean this hunter hasnt seen combat. Bio As with most guardians Serran does not remember anything before he was a gaurdian. Was he always awoken? Did he have a family? Why did his ghost choose him? These were the questions always running through his mind. His earliest memory was going to the tower to talk to the hunter vanguard just as his ghost suggested. There he saw two other fresh guardians. A male Titan and female Warlock. The three of them became fast friends. The titan, Rex-8 was a strong willed, powerful guardian. Rex and Serran became friendly rivals. Always pushing each other, both making names for them selfs thanks to them constantly surpassing one another. Kouren, the warlock, A female Awoken, was the most beautiful person he ever laid his eyes on. Her beauty even passed the Queen of the reef. The was her eyes looked as just read ancient text, her mouth silently saying the words. He knew right away that she was the love of his life. Sadly he never did tell her. It was just another mission. Explore the dreadnaught, find Intel on Oryx. Serran should have known it was an ambush, but he ignored his instinct, something a hunter should never do. Hundreds of taken were waiting for them in the haul breach. Quickly the three guardians ran low on ammo and just as it seemed they were making a dent, more showed up. They knew this would be their final fight. Drained of energy, the hid behind cover as their oncomming death marched on. "Screw this, I have enough energy left for one more Hammer, Ill buy you guys some time, just do me a favor and send Oryx with his son." Shouted Rex, and charged off before anyone could stop him. Just as Serran was about to rush out and join his rival for one last contest, he noticed Kouren holding hee left side. ''Serran,'' Kouren wishpered, '' I dont have long for this world, but you do. I have been studying with Eris in secret for some time now, she taught me a spell to teleport one person to safety.'' ''To hell with that Kouren, get yourself to the tower, recover and live a long life." Shouted Serran full of emotion. But it was for nothing. Kouren had finished the chant. As Serran faded he heard Kouren say faintly 'I have alwasy loved you my night stalker..." Since that day Serran has yet to talk about that mission with anyone, not the vanguards, not the speaker, not even to his ghost. Weapons Primary: Hawkmoon Nicknamed '' Kouren'' Secondary: 1000 Yard Stare Heavy:Diluvian 10/4x Armor: Helm:Graviton Forfeit Chest:Neuroghast 1.0 Feet:Heliopause Boots Hand:Grips of the Exile Class Item Cloak of Tankis