[b]The Hive who killed me[/b] The bar of the tower was full with guardians chilling out after a long day of patrol. Loud voices, laughing, glasses banged on wood… The whole place was filled with joyful sounds and happy faces. Another day spent protecting the city and the Traveller. One more day for the city to stand. Yet, in a corner, two guardians were not taking part in the loud celebrations. The titan, a human, with a mourning expression on his face, had an impressive collection of shot glasses in front of him, mostly empty. He seemed on the verge of passing out, and only habit and a strong-will must have allowed him to pick up the next glass, and raise it to his lips with a very steady hand. The hunter, an awoken, had also certainly drunken more than her share. She was now leaning backwards against her chair, trying to focus her gaze on the titan, while reaching hesitantly for her glass. Once she finally got a good hold of it, she raised it slowly, spilling half of it in the process, and stuttered a few words: - F…… hive….To that damn warlock… May his light never be forgotten. [quote]Link to part 2: [url]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/193169596[/url][/quote]