. Mystery: Fate of Skolas [quote]The cell cracks open. Skolas, Wolf Kell, stumbles out and crashes to his knees. He tries to leap at the creature before him, the shape in the fog, to show it why it should be afraid. But the weight of grief smashes his legs against the cell. The rage upon him beats him to the floor. He falls on all four hands, his mighty armor thundering against itself. His House of Wolves is enslaved! His people have been played! And it was his hubris, his would-be cunning that did it! While the other Houses fought for their future on Earth, throwing themselves at the Great Machine, Skolas wasted his people in games of betrayal and ambition. Bitter pride brought a bitter end! If Skolas were a Kell he would ask his Archon to dock him. Ether hisses in his mask and it tastes cold, so cold. He looks up. At the tiny hooded shape before him. The cell's mist is clearing. He can see. "I believe that I am here," the creature says. To Skolas' ears it has a strange voice, a strange accent. It speaks his language. "I have a clear purpose. I cannot explain it. Forgive me." From beneath its hood, tiny fingers of shadow probe the air. Skolas rises up to smash it, to show his strength, because the alternative to violence is waiting for violence to come from a universe that has neither respect nor compassion. But he checks himself. His ambitions have brought him here, to this cell in this strange place... only it's not so strange, is it? It's the hold of a Ketch. "The Queen," he says to the thing. "You work for the Queen." "The Nine made me aware of my purpose," the creature says. "If am here, then it is because the Queen sent you to the Nine, and they wish you sent back." "I will do no one else's work." Skolas has been a pawn long enough. A Dreg told him, once, that she would play in a game as long as the game made sense. Nothing makes sense now except the thought of Variks' throat shattering in his fists. Variks! Variks the utterly disloyal, Variks who should be welded into a Ketch's prow atom by atom and left there as a figurehead to burn away. "I am comfortable," the creature with the moving face says. "A part of me wants to go somewhere warm. Now I will certainly tell you what you have been given." Skolas looks at the shrapnel gun in his hands. Skolas imagines what he would do with it if he could reach Variks, or the brother of the Queen, or the alien Queen. Will it save anything they've lost? The worlds docked from them? No. It cannot change the past. Only the future. Only the chance that his people might one day know themselves as more than pirates and scavengers. He should never have tried to be Kell of Wolves. He should have tried to be Kell of everything. Everything wants to kill his people, the machines and the militants and the green-eyed Hive. The dead soldiers that hoard the Great Machine and come out crusading to wipe all hope away. "The ship will be yours," the creature says. It hunches over itself as if burdened by its own shape. "If you speak, you will be heard. I will go now. You are free." He tries to follow it. He fails. Somehow it is gone. He goes up to the throne room, and sets his weapon down on the great seat. Skolas, Kell of Kells, goes to the ship's comm and looks for the sign of a Servitor, for the way to plot a course.[/quote] This is one of my favorite grimoire cards, really anything with Eliksni, but after reading it for what has to be the 13th time something just stuck out like a sore thumb. How it didn’t catch my attention the first time i read it I’ll never know, but look closely at the direction of Skolas’ spite. [quote]Skolas looks at the shrapnel gun in his hands. Skolas imagines what he would do with it if he could reach Variks, or the brother of the Queen, or the alien Queen. Will it save anything they’ve lost? The worlds docked from them? No.[/quote] He’s targeting the members of the Reef, Variks the Loyal, Uldren the Master of Crows, and… Mara Sov? the alien Queen of the Awoken? But let’s move onto something more direct. Mara isn’t natural, it’s obvious isn’t it? She and her Coven of Techeuns summon the Harbingers, creatures/weapons that are strong enough to destroy a fleet of Hive Tombships and miniature Dreadnaughts, even the Asteroid that Virixas settled on during the Battle of Twlight Gap, thus causing the Reef Wars. So what of her Coven of Techeuns then? (pronounced Tech-EE-uns) Well, these are Awoken augmented by some arcane object, this allows them to rip holes in space-time and summon the devestating force that is the Harbingers. [quote]The chamber was dark. The seven of them were rarely in a room together anymore, but this was the eve of their greatest journey, a plan that overcame death and spanned universes. They were all connected in trance, communing as the ancients did. Speaking would tip their hand to the Harbinger Minds they kept here, trophies from an ageless war, and weapons in the right hands. “Oryx could kill her, if she holds on too long.” Sedia offered through the silence, fearing what was to come. “We took an oath long ago, obedience even in the face of defeat.” Nascia despised fear. “Only a defeat here, now. Not there, then.” Illyn wandered between the two sides of three. The amulet around her neck marked Illyn as the coven’s mother, granting her visions beyond the veil, places only the Queen could go. “So we hope.” Kalli had long sought the power of the amulet, but Techeuns are taught not to desire. “Our Queen awaits.” Lissyl attempted to end the challenges. There was little time and a war to fight. “So now the decision is nigh. The Harbingers, which to prepare?” Shuro was determined to see this all through. Excitement was taught to be kept at bay. “We cannot send them all.” Portia reminded. “All but one, the oldest. It stays with us. Sedia, Kalli, Shuro, take the children, tell her they are to be planted into a dead thing to have children of their own.” A plan hid behind Illyn’s eyes, but Techeuns do not share their eyes with others. “What if they are not wise enough for the Dreadnaught?” Illyn turned back to the source. “Sedia, do you not have faith in our Queen?”[/quote] I’m sorry wait wait wait…. the what?[quote]Harbinger [b]Minds[/b][/quote] The… what?[quote]Harbinger [b][u]Minds[/b][/u][/quote] I’m sorry for my reaction to that, but I went right to… Axis Minds…. So we’ve come full circle…. [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/115658936]AnonPig's Theories Archived[/url] [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/163539481]previous[/url] [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/163540127]next[/url] [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/163539288]Part 1[/url]