I have two fragment ideas; Ghost fragment: [i]EXERPTS FROM THE VISION OF THE CONFLUENCE.[/i] [i]Praedyth- “My faith has been tried in the vault. over and over, the Vex seem to rip a hole in my mind and suck everything I once knew out of it. Faith? Is it faith? Am I existing or am I pre-existing. I’ve lost my ghost and it burns a pit in my chest, literally. I’ve been trying to patch it up with anything, but something seems to be erasing it. The Oracles are singing. I think i’m being erased from time.” Praedyth- "The Vex mind samples I've found on Venus and Mars are sending signals towards Orion, the same as the Hive tomb husks I found in the chambers deep within the moon. I can only guess there is something powerful and undeletable from time in that constellation. I'm alone in this vault of tears. It's not much worse than death. I've contemplated going back and forth. I'm afraid this is my last journal transmission. Goodbye. [/i] Ghost fragment: SPECTRE FORGE: CODICIL XII “Jahki Hinge head of The Queen’s Emissary, what the state of your distress?” “Eliksni flee from Whirlwind very rapid, no? Great Machine cowers in fear of storm. Send help for interstellar combat. Send our Queen <TRANSMISSION DISRUPTED>” “My queen, I just received a distress signal from an unknown commander of an alien force, Variks. Their, “Great Machine” is abandoning their planet, and is leaving them for dust. The only left call themselves, “The House of Wolves”. Mara Sov turned her chair towards the center console in the ship. “Why would we need allies Miss Hinj, if I told my brother we were strong. He hasn’t become fond of intruders to the Reef. Send them our “deepest” apologies, and disavow any transmission lines between them and us. I only fear the Nine will find them and capture them.” “If it must be.” Jahki reared the center console and lifted a glass cover hiding an orange button. She pressed it, and it powered the intercom system. “This is a messege to all Wolves. Our queen sends her deepest condolences to the Whirlwind bent, but is afraid she cannot help-” The intercom stopped just as the ship jerked to a halt sending precious war prizes to the floor with a shattering blow. “MASSIVE BREACH IN OUTPOST. SEEK COVER WITHIN AN ESTIMATED 1 MINUTE.” The queen covered her throne with a glass barrier armed with turrets and Illusion power, the same for Jahki. The outsides were covered in two way mirrors, so the person inside could see everything going on. “IR SAVATHUN MATHASHA NORO. BETHASH. KAAA.” two wizards entered the room laughing and screeching. “Jahki what are those creatures! I want my guard up here killing them at once.” No answer. “Jahki, this is urgent. Send all Crowes to the bridge at once.” Still. No answer. The wizards were silent. Mara was unsure if they were in the room still. “Mortal. Let us embalm your sight. Aye, we are here, here, we are, here.” The wizards began to chant. They were speaking to Jahki.“IR SAVATHUN MATHASHA NORO. BETHASH. KAAA. MIRO AURASH!” The room filled with Hive screams and laughter. The Queen’s Guard and the Crowes arrived but it was too late. All that was left was the ruffled husk of Jahki’s carcass and a tomb husk. The Queen got up, trembling at first, then confident and angry. She slapped her brother with tremendous force across the face leaving a purple birthmark looking bruise. “Your insolent guards are just lounging about while i’m sitting here watching my own apprentice have her soul torn from her body. I can replace guards easily. My head on the other hand is harder. You there.” A woman in the crowd saluted. “Yes my queen?” “You were the first to arrive and actually try to shoot those beasts. You shall be my new Head of Emissary. What’s your name?” “Petra Venj”