‘Well, if these “Aetherials” are as fond of pseudo-living weapons as the Infested are, at least I have some idea what to expect-which is anything at all,’ he noted sardonically.Ī blink, and the Tenno was among the guards holding the bridge. ‘Walking corpses?’ the Tenno thought, bemused. And across a bridge leading past a small river. Across the courtyard, a glowing spatial distortion, not unlike what a particularly skilled Limbo might create for allies to retreat through. Inside the walls, a miserable group of refugees. ‘I did say that I was familiar with monster disposal’.Ī couple Void dashes found him perched on the crumbling walls of the keep. Hunter considered the situation momentarily, before mentally shrugging. The captain and the hangman started before turning toward to the sudden crack of gunfire. “They’re coming!” the cry rose from the other side of the compound, accompanied by the sound of gunfire. “Killing monsters is something I’m not unfamiliar with,” Hunter replied judiciously. Will you help us against the monsters as well, or will we need to take preventive measures?” He continued to regard the interloper through narrowed eyes. “The last person we cut down from the noose proved useful to us. “Has the Grim Dawn not touched Lua?” Bourbon demanded. It is called ‘Lua’, but I very much doubt it is known here.” “As for where, I am afraid I don’t know in relation to this place. “Hunter,” he answered after a pause, deciding that the abbreviation would be more readily received than “Hunter of Locusts”. The Tenno considered the Captain a moment. Who-and what-are you, and where on Cairn did you come from?” “I am Captain John Bourbon”, the bearded man declared, his eyes narrowed at the strange interloper. “Of course, not knowing what “Aetherials” are is somewhat minor compared to not know where I am in general,” the Tenno noted, hoping that it would illicit at least some explanation. “I don’t know anything about ‘Aetherials’,” the Tenno stated, clambering to his feet, noting with some relief that he still had his amp[= ‘I could take them,’ he mused, ‘but all things considered…’ he cast his eyes over the ruined stonework of the primitive fortress that he had somehow arrived at, as well as the handful of dirty, desperate looking guards aiming odd but primitive-looking firearms at him, ‘it might be the worst outcome’. “People who fall out of holes in the sky are definitely Aetherial plots”. “We should definitely hang this one, Captain,” the bald one asserted to the other. ‘Well,’ he thought slowly, ‘someone is going to die for this’.Īs the Tenno had been contemplating, a bearded man wearing a (relatively speaking) fancy leather coat with gold-tasseled epaulets had joined the bald human. Frustratingly, something beyond simple distance or time seemed to be in the way. ‘There have been firestorms recently’.Ĭontinuing to ignore the obviously suspicious and angry human, the Tenno reached out through the Void to attempt to rejoin with Umbra. Slightly annoyed, the Tenno opened his eyes, regarding with some bemusement a bald human dressed in leathers and cloth for a second, before turning his eyes to the grey skies for a moment. Clearly, the Void chasm that had come out of nowhere had been harsher (or, perhaps, weirder?) than normal. The Tenno stayed still a moment, contemplating that A) he was no longer one with Umbra, and B) for some reason he was lying on dirt and cobblestones, not the deck of his orbiter.
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