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TYPE: Ghost Shell Recording

DESCRIPTION: Conversation


PARTIES: 2 (Guardian-type)



[Eris Morn] I do not blame you, Shaxx. I never blamed you.

[Lord Shaxx] I ought to have done more.

[Eris Morn] No. Less, maybe. Perhaps if we had done less. Hated less…desired less.

[Lord Shaxx] How many dead? Thousands. I should have made Zavala listen.

[Eris Morn] Enough. It was our choice to follow her. My choice. Wei’s fall consumed her - just as her death consumed me. There is always a cycle. Wei Ning, dead upon Crota’s blade - that was what broke Eriana, you know; just as her death broke me. And Crota himself - shattered upon his own sword. 

[Lord Shaxx] All light casts a shadow.

[Eris Morn] Nothing has ever lived that cannot die.


[Lord Shaxx] That is…the sword logic?

[Eris Morn] It is truth.

[Lord Shaxx] Toland’s truth.

[Eris Morn] His? No. The Universe’s.

[quiet laughter]



[Eris Morn] They are a nice metaphor, you know. Your swords.

[Lord Shaxx] Are they?

[Eris Morn] Mm. Re-forged in Light, as are we all. And born of something Dark. Given new purpose.


[Lord Shaxx] I want nothing of Toland’s truth.

[Eris Morn] Want has very little to do with it. 

[Lord Shaxx] I shall will it, then: we will be the species to prove the adage wrong. The Collapse did not extinguish us; nor will the Hive; nor the Vex, nor the crawling Dark itself. We have been tempered, strengthened. We are the blades, Eris. We shall inscribe our will upon reality in all its facets. We shall become the very definition of Light, and nothing will dull our brilliance.


[Eris Morn] Ah, my friend. Now you’re starting to understand.

Cayde-6's Checklist For Hunters Entering A Room

[ ] Confident Swagger

[ ] Dramatic Cape Swoosh

[ ] Roguish Grin (Even With A Helmet!)

[ ] Keep One Hand Resting Oh So Casually Near A Weapon At All Times (Blade Or Barrel, Dealer’s Choice)

[ ] Look Damn Good Doing It!

The following is a complete reproduction of all Ghost recordings relating to the Cayde-Eris incident, collated here for searchability. Please see the original log entries for further information.


TYPE: Ghost Shell Recording, Excerpt 1/5

DESCRIPTION: Conversation

LOCATION: Dreadnaught



[Cayde-6] Can’t we just go down there and, you know, shoot ‘em?

[Eris Morn] Quiet! We are here to observe, Cayde. We must be cautious - Oryx is dead, but his blight lingers. The Hive are not defeated, merely slowed.

[Cayde-6] I’m tired of observing. I thought we were here to prove a point. A nice, big, fiery point.

[Eris Morn] Enough. There are perks to remaining…hidden. The least of which is that the Hive cannot kill you if they do not know you are there.

[Cayde-6] Yeah, yeah.


[Cayde-6] Hey, did anyone ever tell you that your hat kinda looks like ears? Sort of makes you look like a-

[Eris Morn] Finish that thought and I will end you, Cayde.


[Eris Morn] Look there! Darkness gathers - the Coven is rising.

[Cayde-6] Great. Now can we shoot them?

[Eris Morn] No. We will return to the Tower, and inform Ikora of what we have seen here.


[Eris Morn] Cayde! What did I just -


[Cayde-6] Welp, looks like they saw us. Let’s see those knives!

[Eris Morn] I can’t believe you.

[continued shrieking]

[audible explosions]

[Cayde-6] Hey, Eris.


[Eris Morn] What?

[Cayde-6] Meow.



TYPE: Ghost Shell Recording, Excerpt 2/5

DESCRIPTION: Conversation

LOCATION: Dreadnaught



[Eris Morn] I hope you’re satisfied, Cayde.

[Cayde-6] Ok, slightly more of them than I expected. Ow. Guess I’m a little rusty.

[Eris Morn] You are a fool. And now they have pushed us deeper. We must flee before -


[Cayde-6] What the hell is that?

[Eris Morn] An Ogre! Taken Ogre!

[indistinct explosion]


[Cayde-6] No good. Not even a dent.


[Cayde-6] Shit. More wizards.

[Eris Morn] No - not an Ogre. Worse, even. Light will not be enough. We should - we should never have come here.


[Cayde-6] I know. And I’m sorry - you were right. But it looks like the only way out is through. You can get past them, can’t you? Find the Transmat. Tell Ikora. Better to end this now, before they can move. Before they can raise another.

[Eris Morn] Do not engage it! I have no Ghost! I have no-

[Golden Gun activation]

[Eris Morn] Cayde! No! Get out of there!

[Eris Morn] Cayde!


[Eris Morn] Damn you. Damn you. You will not leave me here! I will not lose another!


[Eris Morn] So be it. Ikora, should you receive my message, know this: we have destroyed the Coven - a new Prince will not rise. And if I die here, well - I have cheated death long enough.

[Arc Blade activation]





TYPE: Ghost Shell Recording, Excerpt 3/5

DESCRIPTION: Conversation




[Ikora Rey] Well? Would you care to explain yourselves?

[Cayde-6] It was a, uh…a live-fire exercise.

[Ikora Rey] I’m sure. Eris?

[Eris Morn] I assume I do not need to tell you that Cayde’s idiocy knows no bounds.

[Ikora Rey] No, you don’t. But perhaps you could tell me why you were on the Dreadnaught in the first place.

[Eris Morn] I…apologize, Ikora. I allowed myself to be swayed.

[Ikora Rey] Mm-hmm. And imagine if the Tower were now in the position of finding a new Hunter vanguard. Of needing to replace one of our most knowledgable advisors.


[Ikora Rey] I trust this will never happen again.



[Cayde-6] That went well!

[Eris Morn] I should kill you where you stand.

[Cayde-6] Oh, come on. A little adventure, some excitement - it wasn’t so bad, was it?

[Eris Morn] And if they had Taken you? If they had bound you and drained you? The Hive keep secrets about which we know nothing. You were not there to see what they did to Omar. You were not there!

I will not let another Guardian die for me, Cayde. Never. I am…not worth it.


[Cayde-6] Eris - Eris, wait. Look, I’m sorry about the cat thing, okay?

[Cayde-6] Panther! How about Panther?


[Cayde-6] Lion?



TYPE: Ghost Shell Recording, Excerpt 4/5

DESCRIPTION: Conversation

LOCATION: Dreadnaught



[Cayde-6] Thought I told you to run.

[Eris Morn] I have been running for long enough, you great buffoon. Are you wounded?

[Cayde-6] Thrall got me. Stupid. Couple of holes. Not big, but they don’t usually ooze black stuff. Not movin’ too good.

[Eris Morn] Traveler take you, Cayde! I will not have another death on my conscience.

[Cayde-6] Yeah, well, aren’t you a ray of sunshine.

[fabric ripping]

[Cayde-6] Ow.

[Eris Morn] On the contrary. I am closer to the Darkness than most.

[Cayde-6] Right, right. Well, now that you’ve decided to snub my brave sacrifice, any ideas?

[Eris Morn] Focus on the Ogre.

[Cayde-6] Brilliant. Hard part’s keepin’ it from focusing on us. Wizards keep coming - makes it tough to lay down any fire.


[Cayde-6] It’s taken my Light, Eris. Think it makes it stronger.

[Eris Morn] Then we shall call upon the Darkness to defeat it.

[Cayde-6] Man, what is with you and the cryptic sayings?

[Eris Morn] Promise me, Cayde. Swear that you will never speak of what you see here. Swear it.


[Eris Morn] Swear that if I am consumed by what comes next, you will not allow me to live.


[Cayde-6] You’ve got my word, Eris. On Andal’s cloak.


[fabric tearing]

[indistinct metallic ringing]

[Eris Morn] Then let us feed the Hive to their own gods.



TYPE: Ghost Shell Recording, Excerpt 5/5

DESCRIPTION: Conversation




[Eris Morn] Why must you insist upon seeking me out?

[Cayde-6] Just tryin’ to make things right between us. Way I see it, I owe you my life.

[Eris Morn] Leave me be. You swore you would never speak of -

[Cayde-6] Yeah, to anyone else.

[Eris Morn] You think that I want to remember? You have no idea how long I tried to escape the nightmare that I have become. How long it took me to make peace with what I had to do to live. Every time I face it anew, it is like peeling back a scab. Like re-opening a scar.


[Cayde-6] Can’t pretend to understand how it feels, Eris. Can’t pretend to know what you’ve been through.

[Eris Morn] Then-

[Cayde-6] Thing is, we’ve got an issue to settle. You told me you weren’t worth saving. But that ain’t for you to decide.

[Eris Morn] I will endure for as long as possible,Cayde. But someday…someday…

[Cayde-6] Someday’ll come when it will. When it does, we’ll face it together, same way we always do. We’re Pack, you’n me. And the Pack looks after its own.


[Cayde-6] Anyway, ‘til then, I still need a creepy sidekick.

[Eris Morn] You are a menace.

[Cayde-6] So they tell me. Oh, two more things: first, if you need a set of ears, I’m here to listen. Second…


[Cayde-6] Second is that I think you’re wrong.

[Eris Morn] Wrong?

[Cayde-6] You told me you were closer to the Darkness than most. But the truth is - truth is…Damn.

Truth is, I ain’t never seen a brighter Light.


Originally posted by ladyhawke81

Nessian Part Fourteen by L.J. LaFleur 


“Nesta,” I choked as I struggled to open my eyelids—to stretch my battered wings. I sucked in a sharp breath, her screams echoing through the hallway.  

I winced from the searing pain that enveloped my entire body. Sweat dripped down my furrowed brows, stinging my eyes—my body was drenched. I stood up too quickly, the room spun briefly before I had my balance under control.

The pads of my bare feet slammed into the cold floor as I rushed to the door. “Shit,” I muttered, collapsing to my knees. Wood and bones, snapping against one another.    

Again, I rose too swiftly, lifting a calloused hand to the doorknob. Bile ascended in my esophagus. I was going to vomit from the unbearable throbs of agony. But she needs me, I can hear her.

Twisting the knob, I flung the door open. Of course, I was at the far end of the hallway. What once was a short walk looked like the entire length of Prythian.

First step, I nearly crumbled to me knees again.


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“Ah, yes. You think that you have killed a god. Do you feel powerful? Has your own hunger deepened?

Be wary, Guardian. There are gods…and there are gods. Not all are quite so small - and not all are quite so big.

I have seen what the Hive call a god.

And it did not look like Oryx.” 

- Eris Morn