Xûr's Legendary Weapons for May 10, 2024




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Dire Promise

Hand Cannon

"If you think this world ends well, you are mistaken."

— Arach Jalaal

Weapon Data
Kinetic Archetype
Adaptive Frame
Stability Masterwork

Weapon Perks
Crossfire HCS
Sureshot HCS
Alloy Magazine
Ricochet Rounds
Overflow
Osmosis

Dire Promise

This weapon has no known lore. Perhaps it was lost long ago?


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Truthteller

Grenade Launcher

"If we wish others to accept the grim reality, we must break through every comforting illusion."

— Arach Jalaal

Weapon Data
Energy Archetype
Lightweight Frame
Handling Masterwork

Weapon Perks
Volatile Launch
Hard Launch
Disorienting Grenades
Proximity Grenades
Grave Robber
Quickdraw

Truthteller

This weapon has no known lore. Perhaps it was lost long ago?


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Blast Battue

Grenade Launcher

"Yes, you got the kill, but the pelt is ruined."

— Devrim Kay

Weapon Data
Power Archetype
Adaptive Frame
Reload Speed Masterwork

Weapon Perks
Volatile Launch
Linear Compensator
High-Velocity Rounds
Mini Frags
Quickdraw
Snapshot Sights

Blast Battue

Rc-9: This is Vanguard Militia Scout-ship: Recon-9, making my report via VanNet proxy satellite. I have completed my sweep through the Reef and am filing an incident report hence forth referred to as Inc-01, should it be referenced.

Shuffling is heard as the speaker adjusts. Papers sift and the microphone crackles slightly.

Rc-9: The basis of my visit to the Tangled Shore was to conduct routine Vanguard/Reef security sweeps, as agreed upon since the day of incursion. I was escorted most of the way to the Shore by Awoken gunships, and only landed once my long-range scanner picked up a sub-audio reading emanating from the underbelly of one of the larger asteroid landmasses.

The speaker clears their throat.

Rc-9: I called in the disturbance to a nearby Awoken vessel and was told to, and I quote, "Mind my own business and be on my way," so naturally, I thanked them for their assistance, feigned departure, and landed to check it out. They didn't seem to notice the signal. At the signal's source, I discovered a small camp of what I initially thought were Scorn. Upon further observation, I found that these were not Scorn but Fallen afflicted with some kind of flesh deformity and mental degradation. Shot one dead and the others just looked at me. They didn't fight back. Fired a few cesium charges into the asteroid hole and watched 'em burn. Just sat there. I didn't hear it clearly, but they were chanting something. I don't know. Hard to hear over the fire.

The speaker laughs to themselves and emulates popping noises.

Rc-9: I heard more of them whispering a little deeper in, so I waited for the area to burn out and continued inside. I found one structure of apparent Hive architecture, though it did not appear to have been constructed in any traditional sense… but then again, I don't know what I should even expect from the Hive at this point. A single Fallen was inside, became violent when I approached and brandished a weapon. The weapon was not loaded, and I put them down.

Rc-9: My logs will show a few recovered pieces of equipment that I will list now. One presumably organic section of the Hive structure. It is perpetually wet, just… great job on that, and causes dizziness and blurred vision when held with ungloved hands. It also has the unnerving ability to project dysphoria or general unease. I was asked to collect a sample for study by my CO. I've done that. Put it in a lead box all the way in the back of the cargo hold. Yeah. Eternal tithings to Xivu Arath. Whatever. Um… as I was saying.

A tin is heard being unlatched.

Rc-9: Also recovered: one tube-style Grenade Launcher. It has no foundry markings. Definitely not Fallen, and I don't think the Scorn even know how to make weapons. Do the Awoken make Grenade Launchers? Always struck me as a Human weapon. Beautiful weapon. The thing wants to be used. Maybe I'll get an opportunity to use it before I get back to the Tower. Lastly, I recovered a locational tracker from one of the Fallen. Following it back to someplace else in the Reef. Little remote. I'll call in my findings once I've finished there.

Rc-9: Beautiful weapon.

The recording cuts.


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Memory Interdict

Grenade Launcher

"I have no time for nostalgia. Give me visions of braided futures, brilliantly aflame."

— Lakshmi-2

Weapon Data
Power Archetype
Adaptive Frame
Blast Radius Masterwork

Weapon Perks
Confined Launch
Quick Launch
Spike Grenades
High-Velocity Rounds
Surplus
Wellspring

Memory Interdict

This weapon has no known lore. Perhaps it was lost long ago?





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The Deicide

Shotgun

"Believe in war, and nothing else."

— Lakshmi-2

Weapon Data
Energy Archetype
Rapid-Fire Frame
Handling Masterwork

Weapon Perks
Smoothbore
Barrel Shroud
Extended Mag
Light Mag
Dual Loader
Demolitionist

The Deicide

Encoded private ping via HDN Proxy Router…

Ikora, thought you'd want to see this. It presents as binary in our systems, but something is splicing hashes in. I pulled it from the Tower's Nexus Iso-feed. It's all over FWC networks… and elsewhere.

| 01000011.# 01000101 01000110.# 01000100.# 01000010 01000100.# 01000101 01000001.# || 01000011.# 01000101 01000110.# 01000100.# 01000010 01000100.# 01000101 01000001.# || 01000011.# 01000101 01000110.# 01000100.# 01000010 01000100.# 01000101 01000001.# || 01000011.# 01000101 01000110.# 01000100.# 01000010 01000100.# 01000101 01000001.# || 01000011.# 01000101 01000110.# 01000100.# 01000010 01000100.# 01000101 01000001.# || 01000011.# 01000101 01000110.# 01000100.# 01000010 01000100.# 01000101 01000001.# || 01000011.# 01000101 01000110.# 01000100.# 01000010 01000100.# 01000101 01000001.# || 01000011.# 01000101 01000110.# 01000100.# 01000010 01000100.# 01000101 01000001.# || 01000011.# 01000101 01000110.# 01000100.# 01000010 01000100.# 01000101 01000001.# || 01000011.# 01000101 01000110.# 01000100.# 01000010 01000100.# 01000101 01000001.# || 01000011.# 01000101 01000110.# 01000100.# 01000010 01000100.# 01000101 01000001.# ||

My guess is the lettering indicates some kind of audible tone-code pattern, but I haven't listened to it.

One of my subordinates has isolated minor pitch fluctuations represented here as "#".

These are foreign elements to otherwise normal binary code.

See attached report for archival information on binary code.

 — Aunor


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Annual Skate

Hand Cannon

"When the lake used to freeze, people would dance on the ice wearing boots with tiny swords. And fall in love."

Weapon Data
Energy Archetype
Adaptive Frame
Handling Masterwork

Weapon Perks
HitMark HCS
Sureshot HCS
Accurized Rounds
Appended Mag
Slideshot
Opening Shot

Annual Skate

This weapon has no known lore. Perhaps it was lost long ago?


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Blood Feud

Submachine Gun

Thicker than water.

Weapon Data
Kinetic Archetype
Aggressive Frame
Range Masterwork

Weapon Perks
Polygonal Rifling
Smallbore
Tactical Mag
Alloy Magazine
Ambitious Assassin
Elemental Capacitor

Blood Feud

Tagh'al and Thagh'urn circled one another, their blades gleaming wickedly, even in the sickly glow of the cave. They eyed each other warily, waiting for the other to strike.

The encircling throng of onlookers and bettors jostled unsteadily. Those at the back surged forward recklessly for a better view, while those in front struggled against the swell, afraid of being pushed into the path of the gladiators' swords. Audience casualties were common at such affairs.

Tagh'al suddenly broke the stalemate with a massive cleave, aimed at his opponent's helmeted head. Thagh'urn sidestepped it with ease. His ferocious counter-slice raked across Tagh'al's armored breastplate, leaving a thick gouge in the metal. The crowd roared.

For several minutes, the massive warriors clashed. Their swords clanged in fury, scraping off one another's armor. All the while, the crowd's furor grew, held in suspense by the certainty of bloodshed.

Then it happened. As the two Cabal locked blades, Thagh'urn unholstered a concealed submachine gun. He unleashed a burst of small caliber bullets into Tagh'al's abdomen at point-blank range, sending the warrior staggering backward. Those who had bet on Tagh'al howled in indignation.

Tagh'al pulled off his breastplate to reveal several bullet holes in his thick hide, a gout of blood spurting from one of the wounds. He looked down at the damage…

…And let out a deep, barking laugh. Thagh'urn joined in, and soon, both gladiators were laughing uproariously amidst a spreading pool of blood.

Eventually, Tagh'al's laugh slowed to a chuckle. "Well played, brother," he said. "I suppose we're even now."