Sweet Sorrow

Sweet Sorrow
Production overview
Manufacturer:	Cabal
Style:	Imperial Cabal
Rarity class:	Legendary
Weapon type:	Auto Rifle
Intrinsic frame:	Rapid-Fire Frame
Is craftable:	Yes
Patterns needed:	5
Min-max impact:	18
Min-max stability:	59
Min-max handling:	47
Min-max reload speed:	47
Min-max magazine:	52
Specifications
Feed system:	Clip Magazine
Ammunition type:	Primary
Fire mode:	Full Automatic
Rate of fire:	720 RPM
Damage:	Arc
Effective range:	38
Hidden stats
Aim assistance:	81
Inventory size:	53
Zoom:	17
Recoil:	57
Bounce intensity:	43
Bounce direction:	Tends Right
Airborne effectiveness:	12
Service history
In service:	Guardians
Affiliation:	Imperial Cabal Season of the Risen

"A scratched-out inscription on the barrel reads, "A birthday is just a number. How about we pick this one?""

— Weapon description

Sweet Sorrow is a Legendary Auto Rifle introduced in Season of the Risen. It could be previously obtained from completions of PsiOps Battlegrounds and focusing gear from seasonal Engrams from the War Table vendor.

Perks

Intrinsic Trait	Intrinsic Frame	Barrel	Bowstring	Blade	Haft	Sight	Magazine	Arrow	Guard	Perk 1	Perk 2	Stock	Grip	Origin	Catalyst
		Extended Barrel					Steady Rounds			Auto-Loading Holster	Tap the Trigger			Land Tank
		Polygonal Rifling					Alloy Magazine			Pulse Monitor	Turnabout
		Chambered Compensator					Appended Mag			Triple Tap	Demolitionist
		Smallbore					Flared Magwell			Stats for All	Vorpal Weapon
		Corkscrew Rifling					Extended Mag			Killing Wind	One for All
		Full Bore					Tactical Mag			Perpetual Motion	Focused Fury
		Hammer-Forged Rifling					Accurized Rounds
		Arrowhead Brake
		Fluted Barrel

Lore

"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.

Amanda Holliday hurls a wrench at the wall, her grunt of effort punctuated by the sharp clang of metal striking metal. Her shoulders rise and fall with each labored breath in the silence that follows.

She gasps softly and rushes forward—eyes scanning the surface of the wrench for cracks as her fingers frantically reach for the socket. She turns the ratchet, hoping to hear the reassuring click of the gears. But there is nothing, no movement inside from either direction.

"Damn it," Amanda hisses, rubbing the heel of her palm against her eye. "Dammit!"

She sees a racing helmet at her feet and kicks it across the garage floor.

Everything around her is a painful reminder of her ignorance: A blue-and-white auto rifle of Cabal design with an inscribed message on the barrel. Her favorite ramen bar and sightseeing locations circled on a map of the Last City. A datapad loaded with coordinates for the old Haakon Precipice racetrack. The nearly finished Sparrow she and Niik had been working on, blazoned with airbrushed feathers of ebony and white.

"Damn it," Amanda whispers. Her back brushes against the wall, and she leans into it as her body slowly crumples to the floor. Her head dips to the side and rests on the cold engine of the Sparrow beside her. She pulls her legs toward her chest and curses into her knees, burying her face in them as her shoulders begin to rise and fall in trembling bursts.

Of all the friends she could have made, of all the people who could have become important in her life, of all the horrible twists of fate she could have endured…

…why did they all have to be him?

Appearance

• Destiny 2: Season of the Risen (First appearance)