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[300-dismembered-exo-limbs]

Pahanin

inspiration

[phantom-wolf]

I forgot I had this. It's a little poem/ short about the Vault of Glass and Kabr. I don't remember if I've posted this before but I'm reposting it cause younger me got this one.

For those who don't want to click on the AO3 link I will post it here:

The forbidden fruit taken, ripped from the ever watchful gaze of the judge's eye

The mirage of a star flickering silently from above, challenging, deciding

Alone and forgotten the titan's memories had been erased

There was nothing more for the legionless' fate

So he drank

felt the white organisms weave their way across his body's channels

Through his arties, through his veins

Across his sinnews and into his brain

A stray movement, no longer his

Accompanied by whispers of his sins

Until he found himself standing in front of his doom

With a defiant look and a hardy grin too

He ushered his light into a shield for you

So take it and use it wisely

For if you stray from your path the vault will consume you

[archivists-trove]

Convergent Keepers / Time, Refracted - Observed in the Vault of Glass, in the depths of the Ishtar Sink. Captured at the convergence of past and present through the corridors of time.

[shalalalalaw]

He can still feel the Light.

Like the dew dripping down his brow and onto Pahanin’s pale cheek, drained of Light and life both. It’s warm. The Garden is always warm (because it grows grows grows in every way he looks and he can feel it beneath his feet, calling him to grow with it).

He moves them. To the crest of a waterfall, high enough to see in any direction they would ever (never-ever-never-again-and-again) choose. It’s the least he can do. It’s all he can do, his mind slowly turning from conscious stream-of-thought-desire-emotion and to Directive, to Cause, to What He Is Meant To Do As Who He Chose To Become.

Kabr feels the Light.

Like the creak of his joints. Bone and brass rubbing painfully in his right elbow as he lifts Praedyth’s limp body in his arms. As he arranges the pieces of their Ghosts in each of their hands.

He wants to cry for them. He wants to cry for them all, but he suspects his tear ducts have already been scrapped out, it’s already so hard to move his eyelids. Instead he cradles his own Ghost in his hands. A vine slowly grows to curl around its shell from the cut in his palm.

Kabr remembers Praedyth telling him once, whispering under the night like a secret. That he’d Wished. Wished for them to never end.So Kabr will not let them end. He will not let them be lost.

Kabr does not feel the Light anymore.

Had some spirited screams with @gileonnen on twitter earlier about a 'what if the VoG trio took the place of the Kentarch crew as the Garden trio' scenario because Gil always has good ideas and this came of it

[marmaladedcroissant]

So I went and tried to get further details on Kabr's fireteam, and as I was listening , I decided to make a list of what I could hear from him:

"They want me to send a message. The creatures will soon reach the heart of the vault. When they do they plan to destroy(?) the Vex. Once they take the Vex, they'll come for the light."

What creatures did he mean? Was he talking about the Taken?

"I have no idea where I am. My name is Praedyth, and I was a member of Kabr's fireteam. I just hope that someone will hear this. "

"I don't know why they're letting me speak(?). Now, after so long. But if anyone is listening, I came into the Vault with two others, Kabr was intense sometimes. And Pahanin was always talking to himself. But they don't deserve this. No one does."

Again, who is they?? Why wouldn't they let him speak?? What did Kabr and Pahanin not deserve?? Was it a reference to Kabr being corrupted by the Vex mind?? Was it a reference to their deaths, or something worse? And for him to ask why after so long, how long has he been there already???

"I think that's it. They're closing the door. I lived! Just remember, tell them, I live-!"

Once more, we see 'Them'. Who are they? The Vex themselves? Some branch off of the Vex? He must have been so happy to have survived the encounter, only to slowly wither away in the small chamber(?). Or was it some sort of room and he died of his wounds before he could actually get out?

[gaygxnslinger]

taglist; characters

[thefirstknife]

Has there ever been a case where a Ghost is killed during a crucible match? I've always wondered what would happen to a Guardian who accidentally or even deliberately kills a Ghost during what is essentially a live round training exercise turned sport

Yep! With a few caveats.

Deliberately, yes. Dredgen Yor permanently killed Pahanin and Thalor in the Crucible with Thorn. Thorn can drain Light so it's unclear if their Ghosts were also killed or just the Guardians that then couldn't be rezed, but messed up stuff definitely can and did happen in the Crucible, especially early days when it was much more lawless.

Accidentally, sort of. A Guardian died in the middle of Trials of Osiris permanently because the death happened in the exact unfortunate moment when Ghaul put a cage on the Traveler and blocked the Light. The Ghost was destroyed at the same time:

Many lives were lost today in a barbarous skirmish across the Last City, but none as important as the life lost in our Trial. I believe Guardians have adopted the term "final death" for these such instances. A competitor was defeated at the precise moment the Light was stripped from him; his Ghost destroyed in the concussive blast from a pulse grenade.

This obviously only happened because of Ghaul's attack, but there's something else interesting in the same lore book from a prior entry:

"Brother Vance. I believe a Ghost is in danger. It is against Sanction-C2-1 to harm a Lightbearer's Ghost."

The fact that there's an actual rule for all Crucible engagements that states that it's against a specific sanction to harm a Ghost, means that this sort of thing probably happened before or at least that there's a real risk to Ghosts in the Crucible. Ghosts either got injured or killed and rules were established to monitor this sort of thing and act on it if a Ghost is in danger. In this case, the threat to the Ghost was deliberate, for no reason other than Trials players are canonically kinda assholes.

There were also incidents in Gambit, when Drifter was setting up Gambit Prime. A Titan, Joxer, was one of the people that volunteered to test the game and he ended up being the only survivor; the rest of his team permanently died, though that wasn't anything between Guardians, it was due to the uncontrolled Taken that the team couldn't save themselves against. Incidentally, Joxer is the Titan that died trying to enter the portal in the cutscene we've seen at the start of Season of the Deep, identified in a tab that summarises the scene.

[tearitar]

3 and 7!

3. What was your first fandom?

Either pokemon (i wrote fic for!) or Redwall (I RPed! A squirrel archer! Named Treelily!). Forums, man. I miss them.

7. A fic of yours you think is underrated?

anchor, which is one of my least popular fics in recent years though maybe it's more of the fandom/characters being kinda small that, you know, makes it have less hits according to ao3. It's a Destiny fic about Pahanin, Praedyth, and Super Good Advice (the gun). I do like the mix of tragedy-comedy I managed to wrangle together, but I think I like it most for a Void-specific line that I simply nailed to the wall like a pretty thesis statement about an entire character. o7

[ahungeringknife]

365: May 8

Venus' sky was a slick yellow-green. A soft rain slipped from the perpetual clouds that always seemed to cover the campus around the Ishtar Collective. It muddled Kaley's vision as she was laid on her back in the mud and grass. The rest of Glitterbomb was doing the same. All silent and still as corpses. A bird flew over them. A Venus Poppycock, that's what they were called. Technically a lizard with wings, since avians hadn't spawned from the Traveler's Light here on Venus, but everyone called it a bird. They weren't like the little flying dragonets. It was small. Only the size of a wren, or a chickadee.

"We should go, right?" Nef asked from a few feet away.

"I think I need to lay here a bit longer," Grey said.

Comms fell quiet again for a few more minutes. Behind them the massive unwinding gate was closed but hummed softly with Vex energy. The spire hung as a mocking lattice in the air off towards the cliffs, curling with potential energy.

"Anyone want to talk about it?" Archie asked.

"No," Kaley's voice said, joining everyone's chorus over comms.

There was quiet again.

"We should though," Archie said. She turned her head when he sat up. Like the rest of them he'd long since lost his regular armor amid the unbuilding of Vex construction and Reggie had had to remake it all a new out of Vex pieces. Kaley could feel every piece of her new coat and armor. She could feel the way the dead Vex reached out to connect to her Light. It didn't speak but the helmet shivered and shimmered around her head like a living thing. The Vex that Amelia had made all this from were long dead but if she listened too closely she could hear it still.

"I don't even know what to talk about," Grey said, still on the ground. "I don't even know what happened."

"Rigel, Kaley, you know anything about this?" Archie asked.

"The Vex are not my area of expertise," Rigel said, voice strangely droning, glitchy almost.

"Kaley?" Archie prodded when she wasn't forthcoming.

She looked over at Rigel laying next to her. His helmet was almost a mirror of her own, a Vex head cracked open around a glass void. His was the shape of a harpy, while her's was a goblin. He looked back at her in that unflinching facade. But she knew. He'd seen it too. They'd both seen it. Down amid the Gorgons. She'd almost gotten lost but a voice in the network had brought her back to the others. She'd just seen a Warlock against the darkness of the labyrinth, a Vex lattice around his head like a noose. She thought it had been Rigel. When she'd found the others Rigel had said she'd been followed by something the others couldn't quite see. A figure in the dark.

When little Kassy had first asked her to help her on Venus weeks ago now she'd read up on some papers about the place. Nothing by Osiris. Mostly because everyone just wrote around him and included him. There was nothing about the Vex or Venus that didn't have his thoughts trailing through and personally Kaley found Osiris' research dry, difficult, to read, and completely self important to the point it was boring. And she'd come across Pahanin and his rambling madness a Warlock had written down one time. Probably just to shut him up. But she remembered the names he'd said. Over and over like if he stopped he wouldn't remember them. That no one would remember them. Kabr, a Titan, and Praedyth the Warlock, who'd been lost in a Vault of Glass where time stretched to the ends of the cosmos in all directions, melting together into the Black Garden and the fabric of reality.

They had both seen a Warlock down in the labyrinth. And all she could think of were the ramblings of a mad man. She knew Rigel had read the same report. She knew because she'd sent it to him. They'd had a little giggle about it at the time. What foolish things Hunters could think.

He was not telling Archie.

"I study birds, Archibald. Not the Vex," she said as the silence started to stretch almost too long and turned back up to face the sky.

She was also not telling Archie.

[the-alfreton]

Thinking about Destiny in the form of like.

Vanguard dares. Pujari-Wei ratios. Tea with honey. Ghost community theatre. “Father’s going to eat our souls”. Dodgeball in the city. The pahanin errata.

Destiny is full of small things looking up at the universe and making little jokes and playing with it to make sense out of everything

And those jokes stay behind and last along with the ruins and the ashes

And we pick them out of the wreckage like the armour and weapons we scavenge and make them our own

[taxus-fraud]

Last recorded conversation between Pahanin and Kabr, the Legionless

[graveyard01]

The Purrfect Timeline, inspired by Cat Pictures Please

“Cats?” Asked Kabr in confusion and risked a glance at his fire time members. They were equally bewildered, but Praedyth was the first to put aside his surprise and respond.

“I think I should be able to bring a few kittens from the Last City, but what will they eat.” He asked before he stopped in consideration. “Do any of you know how to take care of cats?”

The large Vex Minotaur was silent for a moment before it turned towards one of the oracles floating near it for a moment.

“Now we do.” It rumbled.

?

Oh.

The strongest Vex in recorded (and unrecorded) history, and it just used its powers to learn about cat care. Was this what being high felt like? Was this a hallucination caused by the Hive? Kabr was already dreading the after-action report.  

“We will also require some cattle and seeds of the plant called Nepeta Cataria. In time, we will learn if the local fauna is suited for the feline diet.”

“I see…” Praedyth said in a way that meant anything but. “And in exchange, you will allow humanity access to the Vault of Glass and its treasures and help humanity against its enemies, both living and Vex?”

“Yes,” It spoke, sounding pleased with itself. One of the Oracles did a little celebratory bop in the air while the others lazily spun around the Axis Mind. “No harm will befall any cat in our watch. And as the end of their life process, we will fashion them a new body so that they will live eternally.”

…

…

…

“Okay,” Praedyth said with a sigh.

And then things became weirder.

***

They were finally here, in the heart of the Vault, staring down the Axis Mind.

The Aegis was heavy in her arms, both physically and metaphorically. An artifact of sacrifice, made from the flesh of the Vex and a Guardian’s last light. Just a moment longer, she thought, seconds passing in eternity as the entire weight of time threatened to crush her under, one agonizing moment after another. For her friends, for her team… for humanity…

She would sooner die her last death than let the shield down.

And then theworldb r o k e -----

Between one moment and the next, there was another fire team there.

She instantly recognized Pahanin, the only survivor of the Vault of Glass and a victim of Dredgen Yor. But that meant…

She looked at the once-aggressive Axis Mind as it stared at the Warlock of the other fire team, and she then turned her attention to the Warlock

“Cats. Cattle. Catnip.” Spoke the Warlock in a pure deadpan, and her train of thought crashed and burned. Behind her, she heard someone drop their rocket launcher, but she didn’t turn around to check who.

“Cats. Cattle. Catnip.” Parroted the Axis Mind as if that made complete sense.

[shalalalalaw]

Help me lose my mind

A pocket in time where Kabr and Praedyth are both lost in time, Pahanin doesn't know why he's broken and Rezyl is desperately trying to keep both of them afloat after returning from a trip to Luna.

A Pahanin/Rezyl series.

All that we are, all that we need (they're different things)

Rezyl’s fingers scape over his scalp and then fingers cradle Pahanin’s jaw.

He follows the gentle tug, climbing over the man’s lap to rest against his chest. There’s a look on Rezyl’s face, sad and damning and when lips brush his own the ache in his chest flares.

And you believe something I can't define

“Do you ever feel like there's something out there waiting for you? Something that's missing from you?” He mumbles it to Rezyl’s skin, quiet and soft. He gets a sleepy hum in response.

“Like, some kind of destiny? A purpose?” The Titan’s gravelly voice rumbles against Pahanin’s ribcage like it’s empty.

“No. Just… gone. Like a piece of you has been lost.”

I'd rather be blind

“You’re tired Han, you just came back from a two-week rotation on Venus, you haven’t disgraced Hunters all around the system. C’mon, I’ll take you home.”

“No, it’s over Rezyl, the deed has been done, there’s no turning back.”

“I’m sure Kabr and Praedyth can forgive you.”

“Ah, home sounds nice, I can hide away from my shame. Yours or mine?”

[findroleplay]

Hello ! I am a F21 ,discord roleplayer ! I am looking for a detailed roleplayer (over F16) so we could make some Destiny (video game) action on discord or messenger!

Literacy: I am an intermediate writer, I write rather long lines and I would like your copy to be longer than three sentences.

Fandom: Destiny (video game) I don't have a specific idea (maybe soulmate? Idk) for the plot, but I suggest the beginning of the era of the City. First or third person style.

Pair: Cannon x Cannon

Characters: Andal Brask, Cayde-6, Tevis Larsen, Shiro-4, Tallulah Fairwind, Osiris, Saint-14, Pahanin, Eris Morn, Efrideet, Saladyn, Timur, Felwinter, Gheleon, Shin Malphur, Jaren Ward

Ship: Andal Brask x Cayde-6 | Felwinter x Timur |

Triggers: Due to the lore of the game and the experiences of the characters, the topics of PTSD trauma, angst, graphic descriptions of combat and blood, injuries may appear in RP.

Genres: Action, Adventure, Angst, Fluff, Romance

Where: I usually write on Discord, messenger or here, but I'm open to suggestions

-

[thefirstknife]

I know it's a long shot but I hope the next time we get some full Vex content, we get to meet Praedyth again. His questline in D1 is one of my favorite things the games have given us. A man stuck in the Vault of Glass in every sense of the word. We have conversations with him, and then find his bones right after.

I was so glad to read more of him in the Season of the Undying, and tying back to the Ishtar simulations was great. Until they show him again, I'm just going to keep thinking of the final line, "Somewhere, they are always stepping through."

I'd really love to see Praedyth again as well. The Aspect lore book made me so emotional about him.

I cannot recommend that lore book enough. It's so good in so many ways. This bit knocked me out and always does:

He has three guns, two disassembled down to their casings for parts. Two boxes of physical ammo and one of Omolon energy cells he's been using to power his radio. He stripped his armor down long ago; he made a comm unit from his helmet and pulled fine coils of wire from the conductive pads on his gauntlets and steel plating from his boots. In his pockets, he's got lint and the wrapper from a candy Pahanin tossed at his head half an hour before they entered the Vault. It's worn soft and folded into the shape of a crane. No Ghost. Her loss is one thing he has never gotten used to after all this time in the Vault; he still wakes up some days expecting the small weight of her on his shoulder.

I need him to meet us and be our friend.

[phantom-wolf]

Okay but can we acknowledge the tragedy of Pahanin's story. Long ramble below (I don't think it's finished or makes sense)

I'm not sure if this is before the vault or after but he looses Wei Ning and eventually Erianna (he introduced the two of them so we can infer he was friends with at least one of them)

He goes into the vault with his fireteam Kabr and Praedyth. *If the lore tab Epistemic is to be believed, they were a team for five years. They end up getting trapped inside the vault having to either fight or avoid an insurmountable amount of Vex forces. There is quite littlerly no hope of escape whatsoever. At some point he sees Kabr drink radiolaria which slowly begins to covert him and Praedyth gets imprisoned by the vex and is brought to the cells in the gorgon maze.

* this is conflicted in the original D1 lore where Pahanin states that him and Kabr were not friends but rather he knew of and respected the Titan. Either Bungie retconned this or the Praedyth recalling this is not from our timeline

This leaves him and Kabr. Pahanin apparently was always talking to himself (I like to interpret this as him being stressed and just trying to sort things out. Give himself some companionship). Kabr doesn't remember him. Pahanin and Praedyth's existences are wiped from his mind, for that is the fate for those who fall in the vault. Not just fall but become apart of the vault. Still he watches this sturdy, respectable Titan fall to the vex alone. This terrifies him. Since he notes that Kabr fought the Vex alone we can infer that Pahanin watched from the shadows or used his invisibility to help him get out (he is a void weilding hunter after all).

He manages to escape after Kabr cracks the Vault in as his final act as Kabr. This allowed Pahanin to escape. Pahanin is afraid. His friends existences are wiped from people's minds of those outside the vault. He's afraid of being alone.

So what does he do? He creates a gun with an ai that talks to him so he is never alone again.

Pahanin is somewhat scholarly. He reads and writes, giving advice to other hunters (for example how to get Titans and Warlocks how to agree to do something). He seems to be at least somewhat well liked, and well known. Still he carries around the Super Good Advice.

Then there's one fateful crucible match. He is up agaisnt no other then Dredgen Yor. Yor takes his light and in the end he dies alone with nothing but a jagged thorn sticking out of his corpse and his drained ghost.

Now this part isn't 'canon' but I can speculate. I doubt Yor would kill him in front of any surveillance cameras. He could've sure, as a message and a show of prowess but that also runs the risk of creating too many complications for Yor himself. Anyone that could've seen probably was either distracted or taken care of in one way or another. Pahanin's gun may have been tossed or dropped in the exchange. So not only is he facing fear of permanent death he is also facing his overwhelming fear of being isolated. And in many ways I'm sure that's almost worse for him.