#Lord skorri

[searsage]

Skorri sat in place hidden behind one of the many pillars of the keep, across the hall she could see Lady Efrideet following suit, hiding in a similar spot behind a pillar just shy of the stairwell.

Her lovely ivory and bronze armor glinting gently where the stray light caught it, it made the singer's heart skip beats.

She looks beautiful and excited, just as excited as Timur, the warlock had been glowing for days, it was great to see his mind free of the stress that often plagued the him, never had he seemed so young.

Down the hall she could just make out lord saladin's silhouette, he was frowning like always but even skorri could see Timur's vigor had infected him as well, he too was invested in the mischief about to unfold before them.

It seemed everyone's spirit's were high, for once things were unexpectedly looking up for the iron lords.

Beautiful music filled the echoing halls of Felwinter peak, it shattered the dreary ambiance, Tchaikovsky's symphonies filled the silence, their notes chasing each other around in timeless loops.

The delightful trap was set and now all that was left was for the iron lords to wait, and to Skorri's surprise and Timur's pure delight they didn't have to wait long.

The drowned out sound of a bed chamber doors creaking shut could just be heard just trickling through the obnoxiously loud classical music, across from her skorri can see Lady Efrideet brimming with mirth and excitement, as lord Felwinter emerges from the staircase true to Timur's predictions.

She finds herself holding her breath as the curious iron Lord descends the staircase, his right hand is full of paperwork, no doubt charts and data sheets but he doesn't bother setting them down, instead the curious Exo immediately heads for the antique record player, there he hovers around it for a good while, curiously looking about, but obviously too infatuated by the machine to thoroughly scope the parameter for hiding iron lords or even question the suspiciously empty common space.

Eventually he reaches his hand out, metal fingers plucking the nail up and setting it back two tracks, his head tilted elegantly downward as he listened to the mystifying.

He looked like an artistic sculpture, standing so still near to the table, the machine who was all sharp edges and elegant posture, for once looked..at peace..

Fleeting light crept in from the windows, illuminating the thick faded fur of thr robe against his back and catching the horns of his well worn helmet.

He looked utterly radiant in his little moment of private peace, skorri could practically feel Timur's soul leaving his body, and silently hoped the man had the strength to go through with the prank he himself orchestrated.

Again Felwinter set the nail back, the exo had no doubt found his favorite song, his finger tapping against the table once, twice before the iron lord finally pushed away with all the reluctance of a sailor under a siren's spell, slowly vanishing into the nearby study, to no doubt deal with the moutain of charts wedged under his arm.

This was her cue.

Her heart slammed in her chest as skorri darted out from behind the marble piller, to her left Lady Efrideet was practically vibrating in place, quickly motioning for her to go forward before the iron lord returned.

Skorri swallowed her apprehension, if she was caught it was game over, with a brief scope of the room and hall leading to the study Felwinter had retreated to, she dashed forward swiftly closing the distance between her and the record player.

The moment her nimble fingers plucked the needle from it's track the melody adruptly died, instantly the room was all too quiet and Skorri felt her heart freeze under the weight of apprehension.

"Pssst!"

The singer jolted as a small sound jumpstarted her reflexes again, it was Timur, the man was waving wildly, pointing from the study door to her hiding spot, quickly she replaced the record, leaving the nail idle and carefully placing the pilfered record on the table, then she darted out of sight, sighing in relief as the shadow of the piller cast a cool concealing shadow over her.

Luckily for the songtrist she had made it just in time!

It was mere seconds before Felwinter's silhouette reemergred from the study, his peculiar ram helmit pointed towards the idle player

[sylenth-l]

Heat wave at Felwinter Peak makes everyone suffer... well, almost everyone.

[saphig-iawn]

I remember when Curse of Osiris had dropped and was in full swing, I was just amazed at the story content. Osiris became more than a name on a page, we discovered the fate of Saint-14, the Vex (already my fav enemy) became more nuanced than before. Like, what we thought was an unfeeling faceless hivemind literally built a mausoleum for one of their greatest enemies, laid him to rest in peace, and then protected it with a vex mind specifically built to protect it even after they had won existence and the actual light of our sun had gone out. We learned of Osiris' prophecies and tried to find how they matched up to our past and possible future. We actually saw the Vex's arrival on a Mercury that was (at that point) an actula garden world! And Reddit cried about two tokens and a blue and claimed the game was dead...

My least fave thing is when a YT content creator BOLDLY declares that the Destiny community is 'in a slump' or 'a downward spiral' or 'not having a great time' because I'm always over here like... what community are you talking about mate? The one that bitches about PvP on twitter and reddit? Or the one who harass devs and stalk them irl? Or maybe the ones who treat Destiny like a full time job they have to play 40+ hours a week or they'll perish and then complain there's nothing to do?

Because... I don't know that community. The fandom is doing fine. People who actually make the shit are having a grand ole' time out here and have a much healthier relationship with the game. We're not yelling 24/7 about how much we hate the game while also haveing 2,000+ hours in it.

Whatever fucking 'Destiny community' you're talking about I ain't a part of. And neither is the rest of the creator/fandom space. Maybe stop playing PvP long enough to realize those Twitter and Twitch people you see... aren't the entire community.

[makoredeyes]

39. Also Felwinter/Timur.

39- times run out

"...Fel?"

Timur stared up at the Exo with moon-wide eyes. The stone of the Temple wall was cold against his back, even through layers of robes, but he could feel heat radiating off of Felwinter's chest against his own. He wasn't surprised. Felwinter's eyes burned like bonfires as he stared back down at him in silence. Two hallways over, they could hear the din of their fellows as they approached, the clash of armor and weapons mingling with merry talk and laughter, the lot returning from another successful raid.

But here, in this hallway, it was quiet. Dark, even. Felwinter had pinned Timur beneath a brazier that had, for a time, been lit until the force of his approach, Void Light spilling off him in chilly waves, had snuffed its flame.

Timur shivered, too hot and too cold, and fought not to gasp for breath as he resisted holding it in while he was scrutinized so deeply.

"I'm... What-?"

"Shh." Felwinter's eyes shifted, traveling down Timur's face. "Give me a minute."

"I don't-" Timur didn't fight him, but he didn't understand, either. Sure, Felwinter pushed him around sometimes, playfully, if Timur could hassle a rise out of his friend, but he never did anything like this. It was never intimate like this. Their faces were nearly touching, Felwinter had leaned in so close. Timur swallowed dryly and fought hard to avoid revealing how much his predicament excited him.

Felwinter tilted his head slightly, contemplating...something, and down the next hallway, Lady Jolder's laughter carried loud and bright, making Timur jump and gasp out his own startled laugh, breathless and gasping.

"Fel they're gonna-" He cut off briefly as Felwinter met his eyes again. That shade of amber was so pretty, and at the moment his optics were just blazing an ochre yellow that he hadn't seen very often. "Fel, this can't possibly look-!" He cut off with a startled squeak, his head thumping back softly against stone as Felwinter lunged in, slamming their mouths together in a firm, domineering kiss that blew the air out of him and left Timur trembling in his grip. It lingered, stretched, and Timur squirmed uncomfortably as the voices drew closer, the first Iron Lords surely about to turn the corner and see them at any moment.

Felwinter heard them too, and as quickly as he'd pounced on the Stormtrancer, he pulled away. He gave Timur a quick once-over and a nod, then, without a word, turned on his heel and strode away swiftly, retreating. Timur swore, pushing away from the wall just as Felwinter vanished down the far end of the corridor, and Lady Skorri skipped around the corner at Timur's back.

He let his friend sweep him into their crowd, but just as soon gave them the slip once again.

He had a kiss to chase.

[datmoongamer]

Felwinter wielded solar and void, but he was best as a voidlock.

In [Remembrance], he displays one of the earliest known uses of a Well, but he states that void/his void is more destructive. In [Lady Skorri], Skorri comes up with a plan where he uses his (Nova) Bomb. In [Lord Felwinter], he uses void to kill Citan. [Swarm of the Raven] is a void gl.

In [Lord Timur], he shields himself in "the Light of suns." He trained Osiris, who was the most famous solarlock. [Felwinter's Lie] is a solar shotgun.

Now, this is complete spinfoil: what if the reason he focuses on void is because he's avoiding the association with solar and Rasputin?

[The Liar] and [Winter's Guile] don't mention Felwinter's class/subclass at all. By the time we see his first usage of void, he already knows that he's Rasputin's copy (sorta). Maybe it's another way to protect himself.

[multi-muse-transect]

After seeing the Last Of Us show, I so want Craig Mazin to tackle a Destiny show that takes place in the Dark Ages and focuses on the Iron Lords with Steven Yeun as Felwinter, Idris Elba as Lord Saladin, Jeffery Dean Morgan as Lord Radegast, Daisy Ridley as Efrideet, Kira Knightly or Kate Beckinsale as Jolder, Natalie Dormer as Perun, Rahul Kohli as Silimar, Sarah Wayne Callies as Skorri, Oscar Isaac as Gheleon and Riz Ahmed as Timur.

That would be a Game Of Thrones meets the Mandalorian.

[guardian-battle-bracket]

BRACKET RULES

This bracket is exclusively for Lightbearers and Guardians canon to the series.

Polls run for one week and are published every Wednesday at 2:45 EST.

During the Crown Bracket, multiple polls will be running at once.

In the event of a 1-1 tie, a one day tiebreaker match will be held.

Whoever wins the tiebreaker takes the versus.

PLAYER RULES

No targeted attacks of other players.

Propaganda is allowed, but be nice about it.

If your propaganda involves directly attacking a character in the poll you will be blocked.

Respect your fellow Guardians.

Submissions are open for propaganda all tournament and new fighters to be added until we reach the final six.

Propaganda will not be added until the Blood Tournament. Because fuck me, man. I cannot manage it before.

Factions will be fighting within themselves to claim the crown as representative for their own faction before moving to Blood Bracket. This is known as the Crown Bracket. Following the Crown Bracket, champions will face against champions of other factions in the Blood Bracket. Once we are down to the final six, the Champion Bracket begins. Winner of this faces against everyone's favorite motherfucker, YOU. The Young Wolf.

PLEASE NOTE: NOT ALL NAMED GUARDIANS ARE ON HERE. ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE. I'M NOT DOING THAT TO MYSELF.

May the best Guardian win.

CURRENT BRACKET: THE CROWN RUN

THE CROWN RUN

The Lucent Brood

The faithful of Savathun, Hive raised by Light, a heresy to Guardians.

Ken vs Savathûn, the Witch Queen Crownbearer: Ken

This previously had every member of the Lucent hive but fuck no that's too many. We narrowed it down to these two.

Rogue Lightbearers

Risen beyond the City, no gods, no masters to tether them.

Ayrin vs Cenric - Victor: Ayrin

Gryphon-11 vs Otto - Victor: Grypon-11

Rience vs Thalia - Victor: Thalia

Crown Bearer: Thalia

Warlords

The Lords of the Dark Age, powerful Risen, beholdent to no one.

Benyo Lukacs vs Carnunta - Victor: Carnunta

Castor vs Cathal - Victor: Casotr

Citan vs Heyka-4 - Victor: Citan

Jaxxen vs Kandak - Victor: Kandak

Lord Shaxx vs "Red Man" - Victor: Shaxx

Reich vs Rience

Segoth vs "The Wake"

The Iron Lords

The now silent howls in the night, the first Lightbearing defenders of the surviors.

Ashraven vs Bretomart - Victor: Ashraven

Colovance vs Crimil - Victor: Crimil

Deidris vs Dryden - Victor: Dryden

Efrideet vs Felwinter - Victor: Felwinter

Finnala vs Frostmire - Victor: Frostmire

Gheleon vs Gunnora

Haakon vs Jolder

Jorum vs Nirwen

Orewing vs Orimund

Perun vs Radegast

Saladin Forge vs Silimar

Skorri vs Timur

Tormod vs Weyloran

The Vanguard

The elite of the elite, Guardian commanders supervising the actions of Guardians and the safety of the City.

Andal Brask vs Aparajita-4 - Victor: Andal Brask

Caliban-8 vs Cayde-6 - Victor: Cayde-6

Ikora Rey vs Kauko Swiftriver - Victor: Ikora Rey

Osiris vs Saint-14 - Victor: Saint-14

Tallulah Fairwind vs Commander Zavala - Victor: Commander Zavala

The Guardians

The Light in the Dark, the protectors of the Last City, Risen given purpose, to fight, to die, to rise again, in the name of the Light.

Ana Bray vs Aunor Mahal - Victor: Ana Bray

Blue Boaz vs Dredgen Yor - Victor: Dredgen Yor

Eris Morn vs Fenchurch Evris - Victor: Eris Morn

Jarden Ward vs Marcus Ren - Victor: Marcus Ren

Randy vs Shin Malphur - Victor: Shin Malphur

Shiro-4 vs Taeko-3

The Crow vs The Drifter

The Speaker vs Tevis

That's all we got.

Also don't fight me on The Drifter being in Guardians. He's part of the Light Alliance. He lives in the Tower. He works with the Vanguard. He's a Guardian.

Submissions are open, send in propaganda or suggest more Guardians to be added!

SUBMIT YOUR GUARDIAN FOR THE GUARDIAN OC TOURNAMENT!!

[goldenluvv]

At first, I liked Lord Saladin Forge because they brought a fun pvp mode and nice gear, but now I think Saladin is one of my favorite characters in Destiny 2 due to a variety of reasons

Nothing about past humanity really matters too much in Destiny, but Saladin makes sure that's not the case with any of their friends and allies. Every voiceline while playing PvP, the little bits of lore on all the Iron Banner gear, and especially the interactions they have with others. Even the Eliksni and Cabal are valued and remembered in some of their gear.

It takes a lot to get someone playing weapons based on lore rather than gameplay-feel, but all the Iron Banner weapons have a good amount of sentimental attachment to them now.

I will continue to use Bite of the Fox and Jorumn's Claw, not only because they're excellent weapons in PvP, but because Skorri and Jorumn are characters I'd like to remember. ☝️🐴

[pleasecallmenicole]

If Wrath of the Machine comes back in Destiny 2, one thing I actually wouldn't mind is seeing the remnants of the rest of the Iron Lords in the raid. The end of Rise of Iron's campaign saw reanimated corpses Felwinter, Jolder and Gheleon, 3 of the 9 Iron Lords that entered the SIVA Replication Chamber. If the other 5 dead Iron Lords who entered the Replication Chamber, Radagast, Perun, Timur, Skorri and I think Silimar, were to appear as those remnants in the raid as kinda like champions I'd be for it.

Like they'd probably just be the same npc with different names, but I think it would be cool thing to fight or something cool for Challenge Mode. Like it was kinda a shame we never saw the aftermath of the combat between Rasputin and the Iron Lords in the Plaguelands, so this is one way to see it in affect. I just think it would be cool for Wrath to have if its returning, probably the only change I'd accept because I swear the Splicer fallen better be in that raid or it isn't the same.

[saphig-iawn]

one of my favourite stories is one of those small moments of softeness. Its from the lore tab of the Multimach CCX, a story of self-care, healing, companionship, and also one of trauma and processing, and ramen... tbh I lap up any lore about the Iron Lords Bungie can give me, ever since Skorri turned out to be Welsh thanks to the Stormcaller awakening quest (Rise of Iron was a big help too)

[reaped-winnower]

I want more info on the iron lords bungie! Gimme gimme!

[searsage]

You hate how desperate you feel, the others have started to notice the way you fidgit and pace in this small cramped camp, its safe..safer then anywhere you've laid your head in the past sevral months but…

You find yourself waiting, trapped within a perpetual loop of optimistically hopeing that he came to reason and turned around, only to realize he left for a deliberate reason.

Felwinter explicitly stated he had no intentions of returning and not to follow him, despite all that you've been through together, and yet you find yourself stupidly waiting for the man to return, refusing to face the fact that the soldier simply slipped through your fingers…

Surely he sought sanctuary the same way you had, why else would he follow you all the way here only to abandon you.

What about Shaxx? What about you?!

Were you so desperate for validation that you threw your pathetic heart into a confusing mess that was only intended to be a past time…?

You want to talk to him…but the commander hasn't said much to you in the presence of your people, and even less once Felwinter deserted the group, no he's been far too busy debriefing soldiers and arranging extraction for the refugees.

Your certain he can feel your gaze, yet he studiously casts his attention elsewhere, only further solidifying that creeping suspicion, the fear what happend meant nothing…of course it did…

You turn, fully intending to share a exasperated comment regarding their apparent lack of order with Skorri, only to abort the habitual action, a sickening pain filling your stomach as you recall her crippled body shambling towerds you.

The creeping obsidian pulsating within her veins, the desaturated eyes hungerly seeking you out..

Her death, It still feels unreal, yet so painfully raw.

There was nothing to be done, your only thankful Felwinter put of her misery first, a task you would never have had the strength to do yourself..

The cup of stale ramen clapsed in your shaking hands suddenly does little to appeal to your rapidly dwindling apitite and you find yourself passing the remainder of the ration off to someone else before rolling over to sleep.

You spot Radaghast hovering accross the room, watching you, his weary tired eyes filled with questions, but you simply look away, ignoring the guilt festering within your chest, you have little answers to his silent inquires..

But still, you owe him explanation all the same, you feel bad, the two of you haven't had much space or time to grieve or talk, not about you abandoning them, and not about Skorri's death by his blind choices, it wasn't his fault, but you've yet to tell him this.

You should talk to him…perhaps after they finally get you all to safety..safety, an almost outlandish hope after months trapped in thia damned city, even now this little reprieve feels like a fever dream, a pause before the other shoe drops, this feeling hasn't left you not since Felwinter left, and not since you stepped foot within the boarded up walls of this camp..

This all feels like a mistake…

Your fears are only confirmed hours later, when a strong hand wakes you, months of light sleeping hes have your eyes snapping open, body jolting to attention the second the commander's glove brushes over your blanket, sharp eyes flckering to the windows, then doors, searching for signs of a breach that wasn't there..

"Its safe, calm down." Shaxx ordered, pointing out Arcite at the far end of the room, the soldier was proped against the boarded windows scanning the streets below, Dahlia his position on the opposite side of the base, Rifle resting ready against her proped thigh.

"They won't get past my jacks without us knowing first, come walk with me, I need to talk with you."

He's still in his tacticle gear, and that stupid helmit renders it impossible to read his expression, but his voice…

There is a malencholly weight to it, one that unsettles you, painful cramps twist yoyr gutt as anxiety blooms within your chest, ripping off the thin blanket you hurry to your feet to follow after the commander.

Shaxx leads you into a room guarded by two other soldiers who silently shut the door behind you, inside a radio and tactical equipment rests strewn about the table atop a tattered and stained map of the surrounding city.

There is an awkward silence as the commander lights a cigar, partially lifting his helmet to drag before exhaling with a heavy sigh before he looks to you..

"I was wrong."

"Wrong..about what..? Is there another delay?" A delay would be ideal at least over the less favorable alternatives…

"The evacuation team isn't coming, higer ups decided letting potentially infected citizens leave the quarantine zone, posed too much of a liability, and now they want to wash their hands of it all.."

"What!? Liability..?"

"What part don't you understand Timur, they have ordered us to cleanse this city, exterminate any lifeform we encounter, starting with the refugees."

"T-They want you to kill us..?!"

"Yes, But I won't, we were sent here with the orders to save people, and I'll be damned if we raise our guns against innocent civilians."

"We aren't safe here then…"

"No, you are not, that's why im giving you a head start, Timur you are smart, take the others and find somewhere safe…find Felwinter, my men and I will lead any reinforcements in the opposite direction, it'll give you time, but that's all I can guarantee…"

"It'll have to be enough, yet i can't help but wonder why they are doing all this, why bother in the first place.."

"Pressure, they've ignored this problem for a long time, imagine what will happen when the press discovers they simply left civilians to their deaths, it's been months they didn't expect to find anyone alive here…not truely."

"So it's not about the infection, or probable contamination, they simply want to wash their hands of this, all while claiming they actually gave a damn about the people they left to their death.."

"They want no witnesses Timur, and if it means they have to kill a few survivors the world has already forgotten about they wont hesitate to silence those liabilities, but we wont let that happen so easily.

"When should we leave..?"

"Sunrise, the lost are too active right now, also.."

"Hm..?"

"I was hoping you'd spend the night, in here with me, not the most comfortable of arrangements but im certain we wont be disturbed."

[lilredhoodie-not]

Felwinter's Helm

[titanharem]

Lord Radegast was so nice and openly affectionate with his friends, that his friends had confused discussions based around "is Radegast flirting with all of us, or is he just unbelievably kind and open"

Skorri and Perun were extremely confused because they were dating each other.

Jolder was extremely confused because she wasn't exactly "quietly lesbian."

Gheleon was confused because he's the resident himbo.

Everyone else was just varying amounts of confused because Radegast was either flirting, or he's just naturally touchy and nice to his friends

[makoredeyes]

My friend and I are RPing O14 things centered around food right now so I figured I'd drop some thoughts to share here. Namely, the spice tolerance levels of the Iron Lords. Do you think it would carry over from their original lives? The thought of a chili eating contest amongst the group intrigues me. (Obviously Felwinter wouldn't count... Even if he could feel something from it I feel like his poker face would be too perfect. He is disqualified.)

This is a popular topic for conversation friends and I have also discussed!

*I would further disqualify Felwinter as he is noted canonically as not being interested in food at all/not subjected to the risk of DER and probably even entirely lacking the programming that typical Exo have to prevent it… like experiencing hunger.

That aside…

I think I agree with everyone else whose ever happily thrown Radegast under the bus as being black-pepper grade weak against any spice at all, strictly to see him kicked down a peg or 30.

I believe it was bestie Crafty along with Sylenth (friends with better memories than me correct me if I’m wrong or miss someone) that quickly convinced me it made good sense that Gheleon as a likely master huntsman and forager probably works magic with the bare basics but therefore doesn’t branch into spices much and as such doesn’t have much of a tolerance at all (but since he has a spine, does better than Raddy)

Timur I like to envision as a casual cook and have actually depicted prepping specifically curry. He likes a little warmth in his comfort food but I don’t think that threshold is remarkably high. Colovance has learned to tolerate what Timur cooks but his low tolerance was dragged up over time out of necessity.

Saladin I think can take a punch he’s getting into that realm where “not that spicy” to him is making the normie’s eyes water. Jolder can keep right up with him and might even have a higher tolerance if nothing else bc she’s competitive. Skorri is hot on their heels.

Osiris breathes fucking fire both literally and figuratively and utterly fails to notice. He would never share his food with any of the Iron Lords (Felwinter might be the exception but he knows Fel doesn’t want it so doesn’t offer) but if he did he would genuinely wonder why people’s eyes are incinerating out of their skulls on the first bite. That one time Colovance decided to be cheeky and steal from him he literally needed a rez.

[spookgeist]

“Who will sing your songs, if not you?” Lady Skorri

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