Kabr/Rising

This article contains information from the Destiny: Rising universe, and is not a part of the established Destiny canon.

Kabr
Biographical information
Other name(s):	The Shieldbearer Peregrine
Species:	Human
Gender:	Male
Eye color:	Black
Political and military information
Affiliation:	Haven
Class:	Lightbearer ( Arc)

"A Lightbearer with an insatiable thirst for adventure and a heart that dreams of one day becoming a hero."

Kabr, formerly known as Peregrine, is a Lightbearer risen by Shams. He is a playable character in Destiny: Rising.

Biography

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Gameplay

Thunder Shield
Specifications
Element:	Arc
Core mechanics:	Barrier Recovery Blind

Overview

Traits

• Legendary
• Arc
• Defense
• Medium Range Combat

Weapons

• Pulse Rifle
• Machine Gun

Relic Abilities

Passive

• Home Court: Inflicting Blind with abilities triggers instant Recovery. This effect can trigger up to once per second and prevents interruption for 1s.

Signatures

• Blinding Shield 12.0s

Blind

Strike with an Arc-infused shield, dealing damage and inflicting Blind.

Kabr fires a shield infused with the power of thunder up to 50m forward.

The shield creates an explosion upon collision, dealing 2405 Arc damage to combatants within a 6-meter radius and inflicting Blind for 3s.

• Resistor Barricade 22.0s

Barrier Blind

Creates a barrier to block incoming fire.

Creates a barrier in front of Kabr that can block incoming fire, absorbing up to 7992 Arc damage and lasting up to 10s. Combatants that touch the barrier will take 185 damage every 0.5s.

Super

• Voltaic Slam 70.0s

Blind

Uses the Thunder Shield to fire a powerful Arc beam, striking and inflicting combatants within the end of the beam's range with Blind. He then enters his Super state, during which multiple strikes can be launched.

Kabr raises his Thunder Shield and fires a powerful Arc beam from it, which flies up to 70m.

The beam explodes upon collision, dealing 3700 Arc damage to combatants within a 5-meter radius and inflicting Blind for 5s.

While his Super is active, Kabr can continue firing Arc beams. These beams' range and damage are identical to the initial beam's.

While his Super is active, Kabr gains 20% movement speed and a certain amount of damage resistance.

Relic Traits

• Blinding Barrier: The barrier inflicts combatants that go through it with Blind for 2s.

• Lightning Flash: When Kabr hits targets with his Super, a flash with a 5-meter radius will be created at the location of the explosion. This flash lasts 2s and deals 115 Arc damage to targets within it every 0.5s and inflicts Blind for 5s.

• Energy Constraints: The Arc barrier's maximum duration is extended to 15s.

Weapon Mastery

• Safeguard Lightning

• LV.1: Weapons that fire bullets through the Arc barrier become enhanced by the power of thunder, creating Chain Lightning that can strike up to 3 targets, dealing Arc damage equal to 240% x current weapon damage. Triggers up to once every 3s.

• LV.2: Chain Lightning's trigger interval is reduced to 2.3s.

• LV.3: Chain Lightning's trigger interval is reduced to 1.5s.

• LV.4: Chain Lightning deals an additional +60% damage to combatants inflicted with Blind.

• LV.5: Chain Lightning's trigger interval is reduced to 1s.

Talent Tree

• Refraction Phenomenon: The Arc beam emitted by Voltaic Slam gains the ability to refract, overpenetrating up to 2 targets and refracting towards targets within a 15-meter radius behind them. Each overpenetration generates an explosion.

• Twofold Threat: Blinding Shield's max number of charges is increased to 2.

• Energy Reconstitution: Increases the durability of Resistor Barricade by 40%.

• Accelerated Resistor: Resistor Barricade's charge time is reduced to 17s.

• Trench Guard: Increases the blast damage of Blinding Shield by 50%.

• Blinding Beam: Using Resistor Barricade creates a brilliant flash, inflicting all combatants within a 6m-by-6m rectangular range with Blind for 3s. Combatants within a 25-meter radius, 180° conical area who are facing the barrier will also be inflicted with Blind for 1.5s. This intense flash of light will occur again when the barrier is destroyed or it expires.

Files

"And my vanquisher will read that book, seeking the weapon, and they will come to understand me, where I have been and where I was going."The following is a verbatim transcription of an official document for archival reasons. As the original content is transcribed word-for-word, any possible discrepancies and/or errors are included.

Thunder Shield

"Drenched in the rhythmic roar of thunder. the night was parted."

Beneath the Tempests

The origin of this perpetually electrified shield is unknown, though it may be an artifact from beyond Earth. Discovered amidst the aftermath of a tempest that rendered vast plains a darkened wasteland, this lightning-scarred shield slumbered. Only once a Lightbearer named "Kabr" repaired it would its wounds at last be mended. Now, it bursts with a resplendence as intense as the thunders above.

Kabr

"A Lightbearer with an insatiable thirst for adventure and a heart that dreams of one day becoming a hero."

Name: Kabr

Race: Human

Revival Location: Gibraltar

Ghost: Shams

Relic: Thunder Shield

Kabr is an impassioned and outspoken Lightbearer whose frankness borders on excess. As such, he often finds himself perplexed by society's subtle jokes and silent acceptance of injustice. Despite Shams's attempts to help him navigate these complexities, Kabr still ends up charging headfirst into trouble with his shield held high.

However, adversity never keeps his spirits down for long. He continues to pursue his ideals of equity and righteousness, laboring relentlessly to embody the "hero" within. This resolve has led him from the place of his revival to Haven, where he pursues his undying aspirations.

Shams

A lively and diplomatic Ghost. Though occasionally somewhat emotional, he is adept at mediating communications between Kabr and the wider world.

Diary

"And my vanquisher will read that book, seeking the weapon, and they will come to understand me, where I have been and where I was going."The following is a verbatim transcription of an official document for archival reasons. As the original content is transcribed word-for-word, any possible discrepancies and/or errors are included.

A Study on Pomegranate Cultivation

January 10: Constant temperature, temperate climate simulation

I planted a pomegranate seedling in a flower bed near the bazaar. It's close to a water source and bathed in sunlight, making it a good choice.

Actually, I'd initially planned to plant it in the garden, and the masked child didn't reject my request. However, Saoirse looked like she wished I were dead when I returned with my petri dish the next day.

Shams said that silence doesn't always mean consent.

Very well. However, I maintain that the garden looks quite empty and lonely with only the masked child there. I would have liked for my little sprout to keep her company.

January 23: Temperature dropped, polar climate simulation

The seedling had started sprouting, but it clearly wasn't adapting to the frigid climate, growing at only half its expected pace.

I like plants because they're simple. Withered stems imply that they lack water, and yellow leaves imply that they're exposed to excessive sunlight. People should have leaves to express their emotions, too—especially the Exos.

February 7: Rainy, tropical climate simulation

Frequent artificial rain caused the seedling to start rotting.

…Alright, it wasn't actually rain. I had to leave Haven for a bit and asked Tan-2 to look after it. However, he ended up watering it six times per day. When I returned, I found him pacing beside the flower bed, muttering things like "apologize," "not you," and "egged me on."

Exos really do need leaves.

February 16: Cloudy, oceanic climate simulation

The seedling bore its first fruit-a perfect success!

Just imagine it—this world has heroes who carry out impossible missions, who slay labyrinth dwellers, who seek the golden fleece…but none of them are capable of protecting Haven while also cultivating pomegranates in four climates!

It's not quite how I'd originally planned to go down in history, but it's not a bad idea, is it?

A Hat

Shams was acting weird today.

Typically when I visit the tavern, he'd help me make small talk with the other patrons. But today, he was unusually silent, saying nothing even after two tankards of beer.

It was only when I asked him for the fourth time that he finally told me that he didn't like the hat I'd worn today.

I thought I had misheard him for a moment…

It was once my favorite hat—wide-brimmed, linen, perfectly bohemian—but I'd forgotten about it after coming to Haven. Today, I'd just so happened to find it again on the top of my bookshelf.

I questioned Shams's taste, but this seemed to make him even angrier, leading to him asking whether I'd already forgotten what had happened when I'd previously I worn the hat.

We lived in a frontier town before we came to Haven. There weren't many Lightbearers there, but whenever I wore that hat, they'd gather together and point it out, laughing at it and commenting on how "interesting" it was.

Does Shams not want me to receive compliments? That makes no sense. It's not like he's a selfish Ghost, after all.

Shams angrily knocked my tankard. He looked as though he had more to say, but he was interrupted by Wolf, who stopped by to say hello and complimented me on my hat, saying, "The bohemian look really suits you."

I looked at Shams, panicked—'Oh Traveler, protect me and keep him from getting any angrier,' I thought.

But to my surprise…Shams suddenly fell quiet. Not long after that, he told me that coming to Haven was indeed the best decision we've ever made.

I'm not sure why he said that, but I must correct him.

Actually, it's one of the best decisions we've ever made.

A Day in the Life of Kabr

6:50 Woke up

7:30 Completed 20 sets of shuttle runs and 10 sets of jumping jacks

7:40 Went for a morning run around Haven

8:00 Arrived at the tavern, had breakfast, and sought adventure opportunities by chatting with other Lightbearers

8:06 End of chatting

8:20 Studied the survival chances of broadleaf plants in an artificial tundra simulation in the flower bed by the bazaar

10:00 Went for a walk to the garden; greeted the Speaker and examined the garden's vegetation coverage

10:35 Chased out by Saoirse

11:20 Had lunch at the tavern

12:20 Arrived at the plaza and jogged around Haven as a post-lunch workout

12:40 Heard Skorri's scribe lecturing his men while passing by

13:00 Heard the scribe lecturing his men while passing by again

13:20 Heard the scribe lecturing his men while passing by a third time; couldn't help but ask what was wrong

13:30 Decided to help them find their missing materials; Shams urged me to mind my own business

14:00 Surrounded by the Fallen in the library

17:00 Defeated all the Fallen in the library

17:20 Shams reminded me to look for the materials, so we returned to the library

17:30 Found nothing; Shams got fed up and started scanning

17:50 Returned to Haven with the materials

18:00 Delivered the materials to the scribe's men, who invited us to dinner as a token of appreciation

19:00 Had dinner and made friends

20:20 Arrived and the plaza and went for an evening jog

21:00 Went home; completed 20 sets of shuttle runs and 10 sets of jumping jacks

22:10 Took a shower and heard Shams humming a tune

22:30 Went to bed

A Reflection on a Book

[Several paragraphs are transcribed in the journal, written with neat handwriting. Next to them are thoughts written in different-colored ink.]

"…But he obstinately believed that the distant sunrise was summoning him. Even though no one, not even himself, had ever seen the reality behind the glow, it burned in his heart like a flame, scorching him day and night. …So he would fearlessly forge ahead, towards the mountains, towards the rivers, towards the unreachable beyond…"

—That's just the sun, isn't it? You can see it just by looking up. In my opinion, smart people don't chase the sun. Only the mysteries of the unknown are worth the journey. Imagine an unprecedented, unique discovery unveiling mysteries during your adventure, a discovery that you would go down in history for—what could possibly be more thrilling than this?

"…He threw his spear, piercing the teeth and tongues of his enemies. His foes' heads bled, staining the desert sands red. He was so foolish and single-minded, yet also so brave and fearless, that his hulking form served as a banner on the battlefield. Everyone—even those who had hesitated to become his companions—gazed at him and cried out…They gathered around him, reveling in the fervor of their victory…"

—Yes! A truly wonderful adventure is one experienced with friends. Who wouldn't want to form a legion of their own? We'd defeat our enemies valiantly, then drink merrily. If I had my own legion, what would I name it…? Think hard, Kabr.

"…It was the end of his journey… He shook his head sorrowfully and lamented—this wasn't his sunrise. His breath was stifled in that blinding, blazing light. His armor, shield, helmet, and belt had melted away, while a searing pain burned through his body… He died in an agonizing struggle, having never embraced the rising sun he'd chased."

—Hmm… I still don't get it even after reading it three times, nor do I like the conclusion. Maybe I should pick a story with a happy ending next time.

A Trip to Jiangshi Metro

It had been 3 days since I got back from Jiangshi Metro and I still failed to sleep tight.

Why had no one ever mentioned such a…tragic (is "tragic" the right word?) place? It's clearly the front line of the battle against the Fallen, but the ones fighting were all mortals—no relics or Ghosts in sight! They were fighting with their own, limited lives!

Does Lord Radegast know about this? Why doesn't he have those mortals move to Haven? Or send more Lightbearers to support them. I would definitely volunteer—even though I'd be freezing in Jiangshi Metro.

As a Lightbearer, I can't just stand by and watch mortals fight our enemies with their own flesh and blood. Kabr the Shieldbearer was born for that very purpose, after all. I will use my shield to protect everyone behind me—maybe twenty people…or ten…at least five, certainly.

…Fine, I admit I can't protect everyone.

I've been trying to defend as many people as I can, but the more I do, the more I find there will always be those I cannot save. My ability and responsibility have become a boulder that, try as I might, cannot be pushed to the top of the hill. Just like…like Jiangshi Metro. As I lay peacefully in bed with my shield put away, those mortals may still be out there risking life and limb on a bloody battlefield. how ridiculous of me, to think of protecting them.

As I wrote this, I realized how foolish I was to have described them as "tragic" when they are so much more determined, more courageous than I am, even without the Light.

Perhaps tomorrow I can talk to Lord Radegast. I'll try to convince him to let the residents of Jiangshi Metro move to Haven.

I may not be able to protect everyone, but at the very least, I should follow those who can.

A Showdown with Tan-2

Most times, I struggle to understand what those younger Lightbearers like Ning Fei and Tan-2 are thinking—but just as I was writing this, I suddenly came to the realization that some may find Haven's youthful energy quite shocking! Perhaps that is what Lord Radegast had in mind?

Well, they are spirited and great fighters, I'll give them that. I don't thnk they would handle the contraints of a legion well, though—Shams often comments on how Ning Fei doesn't even listen to his own Ghost.

As far Tan-2… I'll admit he's easier to get along with, even if he is a bit…unpredictable. Sometimes he's impulsive, but other times he's unexpectedly calm and mature. It always takes me a while to figure out his temperament.

Once, he suddenly approached me during my morning workout and inquired about how many Strikes I'd taken part in, seemingly wanting to confirm that Kevarrh had told him the truth. I corrected him—it was actually 212 Strikes, not 200.

His smile quickly turned to fury as he claimed he'd compete with me to see who could take on the most Strikes.

Sure, but…why? Battles shouldn't be regarded as competitions or something to boast about. Rather, they're an honor that you give your all for. That's why when Shams urged me to just let Tan-2 have his way, I refused… Though our whispering seemed to further provoke him.

…I can never read Exos.

Luckily, the bet wasn't boring—I enjoy fighting.

The battlefield is, without a doubt, the fairest place in the world. Here, everyone speaks with their fists and strength. I can even empty my mind and let my body act of its own accord—and I also have my shield, of course, which never lets me down.

A good fight is far more intriguing than sitting in a tavern and making all that confusing small talk with strangers.

When I returned to Haven, Tan-2 approached me and confidently asked how I'd done. When I answered, it was as if he wilted right before my eyes. A moment later, he reluctantly admitted that I'd "won for now."

I have to say, though, he's an interesting fellow, well worth befriending.

With Shams' help, I happily asked Tan-2 whether he would like me to bring him along on my next mission—if he found the strikes too difficult. Everyone knows that there is strength in numbers, after all.

Tan-2 immediately stormed off.

…I really, really can't read Exos.

A Criterion for Heroes

Ever since that incident, I often sit opposite Skorri in the tavern, and we enjoy a drink together.

I'm glad I can be friends with my idol, even if I have yet to be honored with a dedicated poem from the Iron Bard. Shams maintains that we aren't friends, but he simply doesn't understand—for us humans, anyone you share drinks with is a friend.

I once asked who Skorri would write a poem for. She answered my question with one of her own: what kind of person deserves a poem?

"A hero" was the obvious answer. But who is worthy of being called a hero? Is it someone who is an outstanding fighter? Someone who possesses extraordinary bravery? Someone of great renown?

After I sat there silently pondering the question for a while, Skorri gave me a few examples.

Tan-2? —No, he's still quite young, and he has much to learn when it comes to battle. Besides, he's only recently acquired his Relic. Shams would go one to say that it I sounded like I was mocking him. He also noted the subtle expression Skorri had momentarily had on her face—and here I was thinking she simply didn't like the taste of her beer. To be honest, he is the bravest young man I've ever seen, and he's amazingly gifted in combat. I quite like fighting by his side.

Ning Fei? —Certainly not. Back when he was arguing with his Ghost on the Ketch, his clamorous voice managed to drown out the tripwire mine alarms. No hero would ever be that noisy. In spite of that, he is compassionate and frank, which I appreciate a lot. Moreover, he always tells me how he's feeling so that I don't worry about him—wait, Shams just told me that those were excuses to get out of missions.

Wolf? —My good friend. A great person, but always hard for me to figure out. I've always thought that a hero should possess sensible and prudent selflessness. However, Wolf is always too concerned with everyone's expectations, making that "selflessness" nothing but wings made of wax—fly too close to the sun, and they're sure to melt.

In the end, I didn't come to a conclusion. Skorri said that my standards were too harsh and that not even heroes are perfect—aren't they, though? I was just telling the truth as I saw it.

Or maybe the Iron Bard's examples weren't quite right. Those are no heroes. No, they're my companions—only imperfect people fight side by side.

An Ahamkara

…Turns out the "magic dragon" hovering around Lord Radegast is an Ahamkara.

Honestly, I'd only ever seen this creature in books before. Apparently they feed on wishes. It sounds ridiculous, though… Can wishes truly fill their stomachs? Maybe they sneak behind people's backs and feast on roasts.

…Very well. Shams says they do not, in fact, eat meat.

So such magical creatures really exist? Beasts that feed on humans' desires and make them come true? It sounds too fantastical. Surely there must be a price?

Who knows. Perhaps it bewitched us somehow.

After all, I can't think of Lord Radegast keeping it for any other reasons—would an almighty Iron Lord have wishes that only such a creature could fulfill? Given his territory, authority, strength, and allies, he could easily use his courage and confidence to build a new world on the ruins of the Golden Age, if he wanted to.

I'll ask him the next time I see him.

Shams urged me to drop it. I'm not sure why, but…he sounded like he was on the urge of a breakdown… Fine then.

I don't like Ahamkara.

A New Name

Skorri suggested I write a letter promoting myself and post it on the bulletin board, rather than stopping all the tavern patrons to ask if they need help.

Although I don't see anything wrong with my current method—at least everyone I stop seems pleasantly surprised—her suggestion is a good one, and adopting it may bring even more opportunities.

I found the cover letter I'd written when I first came to Haven and realized that it was till signed "Peregrine."

Shams sighed beside me again, fist saying how carefully he'd picked the name "Peregrine," then saying how cool the name "Chiron" would be for a Lightbearer.

It's difficult for me to fathom how a Ghost could love the animal kingdom so much. I'd previously assumed that Shams saw a bird soaring in the sky—or some other random fowl, perhaps—then casually gave me a falcon-related name.

He's almost perfect, except his taste in names.

Fortunately, that name belongs to the past now, buried alongside the obtuse, arrogant "Peregrine" who made a scene during the opening of Haven's Iron Bar. A hero's journey entails the abandonment of many things—companions, beliefs, principles, egos…all melted in the furnace of life.

Shams still flew around me, asking me what "Kabr" means. I told him it means "grave." He went silent for a moment, then complimented me and said, "You know what? Sometimes, you're pretty punk."

I'm glad that we're on the same page.

A Stranger in the Red Sea Rift

I hadn't seen Wolf and Zev for a while. Today, i found that they'd been sent to the Red Sea Rift.

The pair look a bit worn and seem to have been through some tough battles. They were in good spirits, though, and suggested i pay them a visit, claiming something there would interest me. A Harpy and Minotaur or something—it took a whole tankard of beer to learn that those were monster names.

Zev showed me the images she had recorded. I was expecting to see some creatures with bull heads and human bodies, or humanoids with bird wings, but to my surprise it was a…robot?

A cold, stiff machine, called a Minotaur of all things!

It's as humorous and absurd as anything else in this world.

Wolf suspects that these things aren't pure machines. Although they behave well-trained and organized on most occasions, sometimes they react subconsciously, like a living creature—at least, not entirely like piles of cold, hard metal.

This is the first time we've seen such a creature, which means their invasion is only just beginning. Perhaps in the future, I might encounter a Hydra and an Argus in the Red Sea Rift.

It sounds like a messy mythology, one whose protagonist is just waiting to be born.

Maybe I should visit the Red Sea Rift when the time is right…

Appearance

• Destiny: Rising (First appearance)