"To rend one's enemies is to see them not as equals, but objects—hollow of spirit and meaning." - 13th Understanding, 7th Book of Sorrow
Thorn. A weapon of Sorrow forged and used by the killer himself, Dredgen Yor.
Ever since Dredgen Yor died, his believers, known as the Shadows of Yor, still lurk and prey on the Light. They hunt anywhere and everywhere, including the City. The weapon was forged multiple times and now has corrupted Guardians who wield it, or who are shot by it.
A Warlock, was always envying his fellow fireteam's power, Light, and magic. This led to deep thought, then to disbelief, and then to sorrow. "Why do we praise this broken god?" He asked himself. This question was eating him up for long periods of time. Until he decided to join a ritual far off the City. They taught him the ways of the Hive. The ways to devour. This didn't discourage him. He was rather calm and decisive. This ritual he attended soon became a meeting. Then this meeting will soon become a rally if not stopped. They will group up and take out Guardians one by one. And one day, when they become powerful enough, they will eventually take on the Tower's Vanguards. These Shadows are dangerous and must be stopped in order for the Light to survive.
Since the day that the Warlock joined the Shadows of Yor, no one has seen him. Eventually, his fireteam fell apart and went their own paths.
The Vanguards notice the Shadows, but doesn't notice what power they wield. Maybe Eris might foresee this... or maybe it might be too late.
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