Grimoire:Inventory/Primary Weapons: Difference between revisions

Line 14:

''Nostalgia as a weapon of war. Style as a hallmark of victory.''

Suros engineers designed the Regime using recovered Golden Age schematics. Forced out of production by a crippling shortage of smartmatter, the few remaining models are cherished by those ~~Guardians~~ fortunate enough to wield them.

[[Suros]] engineers designed the [[Suros Regime|Regime]] using recovered [[Golden Age]] schematics. Forced out of production by a crippling shortage of smartmatter, the few remaining models are cherished by those [[Guardian]]s fortunate enough to wield them.

Line 21:

''Ionized polymer synballistic attack platform. The system's lethality is dynamically robust across tactical spaces.''

As the City's understanding of Golden Age methods expands, foundries continue to push the cutting edge of tactical armament. The Hard Light prototype is a showcase, built with the rarest recovered materials and the most computationally demanding design methods. The design team included several specialist ~~Exos~~ and at least one Warlock thanatonaut.

As the [[The Last City|City]]'s understanding of Golden Age methods expands, foundries continue to push the cutting edge of tactical armament. The [[Hard Light]] prototype is a showcase, built with the rarest recovered materials and the most computationally demanding design methods. The design team included several specialist [[Exo]]s and at least one [[Warlock]] [[thanatonaut]].

In its current iteration, the Hard Light design fires a superheated polymer round with exotic capabilities.

In its current iteration, the Hard Light design fires a superheated polymer round with [[exotic]] capabilities.

Line 30:

''There will always be paths to tread and methods to try. Roll with it.''

Originally designed as a showpiece, the Monte Carlo's sleek demeanor and intricate firing system make it more than a fashion statement. In the right hands, this beauty puts all the risk at the wrong end of its bayonet

Originally designed as a showpiece, the [[Monte Carlo]]'s sleek demeanor and intricate firing system make it more than a fashion statement. In the right hands, this beauty puts all the risk at the wrong end of its bayonet

Line 37:

''"Eternity is very close. Can you feel yourself slipping?"''

The Weapons of Sorrow were believed to be nothing more than a myth. But even the darkest myths are born of some truths, and whispers of the Necrochasm have long filled the Light with dread.

The [[Weapons of Sorrow]] were believed to be nothing more than a myth. But even the darkest myths are born of some truths, and whispers of the [[Necrochasm]] have long filled the [[Light]] with dread.

It is said the Necrochasm was born in the twilight after Crota's sword first cracked the Moon. That a lost Guardian's weapon was altered by the Hive in an attempt to fuse their own dark understanding with ~~humanity~~'s mastery of war. The result was a weapon that would feed on its owner's aggression—reaching further when angry eyes drew focus, its hunger rising as it tore through bone and flesh.

It is said the Necrochasm was born in the twilight after [[Crota]]'s sword first cracked the Moon. That a lost Guardian's weapon was altered by the [[Hive]] in an attempt to fuse their own dark understanding with [[human]]ity's mastery of war. The result was a weapon that would feed on its owner's aggression—reaching further when angry eyes drew focus, its hunger rising as it tore through bone and flesh.

Any Guardian who comes across the weapon must ask some very simple questions with endlessly complicated answers: Is your Light bright enough to stand, even briefly, in full gaze of the Hive's abyss? Can it handle what has died and been reborn in those shadows?

Line 48:

''An upcycled torrent of righteous thunder.''

When you're out beyond the Wall, sometimes you have to take what you can find, and make it work. Though its original makers and their no-doubt-desperate straits are lost to history, the Zhalo Supercell remains a striking example of what a Guardian can do with some outdated tech, a deep command of fundamental Light, and a spark of inspiration.

When you're out beyond the Wall, sometimes you have to take what you can find, and make it work. Though its original makers and their no-doubt-desperate straits are lost to history, the [[Zhalo Supercell]] remains a striking example of what a Guardian can do with some outdated tech, a deep command of fundamental Light, and a spark of inspiration.

Line 55:

''Wait for enemy to make a mistake. Die. Stand by for Ghost Resurrection. Repeat as necessary.''

"Good evening, Banshee-44!"

"Good evening, [[Banshee-44]]!"

"Howdy."

Line 63:

"Uh..."

"The problem with a historical engram is, even if I can figure out when the engram was encoded, that still doesn't tell me when the contents were written. Or even when the events described by the writer take place."

"The problem with a historical [[engram]] is, even if I can figure out when the engram was encoded, that still doesn't tell me when the contents were written. Or even when the events described by the writer take place."

"Uh huh."

"This particular engram is heavily degraded. Encoded Mid-Golden Age, allegedly written by someone named Plutarch, a historian who in turn is writing about someone named Fabius Maximus. But who were they? When did they live? In what kind of warfare was this 'Fabian Strategy' applied?"

"This particular engram is heavily degraded. Encoded Mid-Golden Age, allegedly written by someone named [[Wikipedia:Plutarch|Plutarch]], a historian who in turn is writing about someone named Fabius Maximus. But who were they? When did they live? In what kind of warfare was this 'Fabian Strategy' applied?"

"The whatnow strategy?"

Line 77:

"'Huh' indeed!"

"...But with Ghost res—"

"...But with [[Ghost]] res—"

Line 89:

''Select application: Ballistic engagement. Entrenching tool. Avionics trawl. Troll smasher. Stellar sextant. List continues.''

Few weapons are balanced this precisely. Once you get a feel for the Multi-Tool it will sit weightlessly in your hand. Firing it will feel less like an action and more like an extension of your will.

Few weapons are balanced this precisely. Once you get a feel for the [[MIDA Multi-Tool|Multi-Tool]] it will sit weightlessly in your hand. Firing it will feel less like an action and more like an extension of your will.

==The Fate of All Fools==

==The [[Fate of All Fools]]==

[[File:Grimoire Fate of All Fools.jpg|right|150px]]

''The wise man knows his fate. The fool merely finds it.''

Line 99:

==Touch of Malice==

==[[Touch of Malice]]==

[[File:Grimoire Touch of Malice.jpg|right|150px]]

{{Quote|Let them feel every lash, every curse, every touch of malice that they first dealt to me.|Eris Morn}}

{{Quote|Let them feel every lash, every curse, every touch of malice that they first dealt to me.|[[Eris Morn]]}}

Here am I, with the power to craft from my enemy's darkest secrets a weapon that could wound them at their core!

Line 120:

''What kind of harebrained scheme have you got in mind this time?''

Like many weapons of the Dark Age, the Jade Rabbit was created from hastily reassembled—and often poorly understood—Golden Age technology: in this case, kinetic low-atmosphere propulsion systems in use on Luna settlements. Even the weapon's casing is cut from the plasteel bulwarks of the First Light installation.

Like many weapons of the [[Dark Age]], the [[Jade Rabbit]] was created from hastily reassembled—and often poorly understood—Golden Age technology: in this case, [[kinetic]] low-atmosphere propulsion systems in use on [[Moon|Luna]] settlements. Even the weapon's casing is cut from the plasteel bulwarks of the [[First Light]] installation.

The significance of the markings: 玉兔, or "Jade Rabbit," are unfortunately lost to history.

Line 131:

City foundries produce a wide variety of weapons in an attempt to anticipate Guardians' ever-changing needs on the battlefield. But no Guardian can carry all guns at all times.

Enter the Boolean Gemini. Designed by a think tank of Guardians and foundry representatives, the Gemini was designed to be two guns in one, with a flexible design that allows Guardians to toggle between distinct combat styles for maximum efficiency.

Enter the [[Boolean Gemini]]. Designed by a think tank of Guardians and foundry representatives, the Gemini was designed to be two guns in one, with a flexible design that allows Guardians to toggle between distinct combat styles for maximum efficiency.

==Tlaloc==

==[[Tlaloc]]==

[[File:Grimoire Tlaloc.jpg|right|150px]]

''Release the storm. Hold nothing back.''

"Master Rey."

"Master [[Ikora Rey|Rey]]."

"Gunsmith... What brings you here?"

Line 166:

==Bad Juju==

==[[Bad Juju]]==

[[File:Grimoire Bad Juju.jpg|right|150px]]

'' "If you believe your weapon wants to murder all existence, then so it will."''

- Toland the Shattered

- [[Toland the Shattered]]

There must be a structured, mechanical explanation for this weapon's hunger for combat. There must be. But none has been found.

==Red Death==

==[[Red Death]]==

[[File:Grimoire Red Death.jpg|right|150px]]

''Vanguard policy urges Guardians to destroy this weapon on sight. It is a Guardian killer.''

''[[Vanguard]] policy urges Guardians to destroy this weapon on sight. It is a Guardian killer.''

Only rumors tell of the mad Guardian who fashioned this butcher's tool. But its power is undeniable, and fear is a formidable weapon.

==No Time To Explain==

==[[No Time To Explain]]==

[[File:Grimoire No Time To Explain.jpg|right|150px]]

''A single word is etched onto the inside of the weapon's casing: "Soon."''

[[Novarro]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon is the fabled Exo Stranger's Rifle, enhanced at a future point in this continuity and then sent back to this present.

[[Novarro]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon is the fabled [[Exo Stranger]]'s [[Elsie's Rifle|Rifle]], enhanced at a future point in this continuity and then sent back to this present.

[[Deliah]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon was built by Praedyth, who based it on his own version of the Exo Stranger's Rifle, and then set it adrift in a time ripple.

[[Deliah]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon was built by [[Praedyth]], who based it on his own version of the Exo Stranger's Rifle, and then set it adrift in a time ripple.

[[Hari-5|Hari]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon was built by beings of unidentifiable origin, and arrived here by pure accident.

[[Inachis]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon originates from Earth, late Golden Age, and will eventually be lost to time ripples once again, where its systems will degrade and be replaced until our recent past acquires it as the Exo Stranger's Rifle.

[[Inachis]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon originates from [[Earth]], late Golden Age, and will eventually be lost to time ripples once again, where its systems will degrade and be replaced until our recent past acquires it as the Exo Stranger's Rifle.

As for me... I think it's safe to say the weapon is proving far more fun than we could have hoped.

==Outbreak Prime==

==[[Outbreak Prime]]==

[[File:Grimoire Outbreak Prime.jpg|right|150px]]

"This is an advanced [[Golden Age]] technology tied to the death of some of the Light’s greatest champions. It’s currently being used as a tool of the [[Fallen]] to push the limits of bio-evolutionary realities. And you’re kit-bashing it together with projectile-based war systems to make a handheld mechanism that delivers aggressive nano-mites?” –[[Ghost]]

"This is an advanced Golden Age technology tied to the death of some of the Light’s greatest champions. It’s currently being used as a tool of the [[Fallen]] to push the limits of bio-evolutionary realities. And you’re kit-bashing it together with projectile-based war systems to make a handheld mechanism that delivers aggressive nano-mites?” –[[The Ghost|Ghost]]

“That’s one way to put it. All I know is... when you pull this trigger, one plus one equals zero every time. I’ve done the math.” –[[Shiro-4]]

Line 210:

==Hawkmoon==

[[File:Grimoire Hawkmoon.jpg|right|150px]]

''Stalk thy prey and let loose thy talons upon the Darkness''

''Stalk thy prey and let loose thy talons upon the [[Darkness]]''

The Hawkmoon is a true gunslinger's weapon - a smooth sidearm that makes every bullet count...some more than others.

The [[Hawkmoon]] is a true gunslinger's weapon - a smooth sidearm that makes every bullet count...some more than others.

Line 219:

{{quote|Yours...not mine.|Renegade [[Hunter]] [[Shin Malphur]] to [[Dredgen Yor]] during the showdown at [[Dwindler's Ridge]]}}

The Last Word is a romantic weapon, a throwback to simpler times when steady aim and large rounds were enough to dispense justice in the wilds of a lawless frontier. Of course, some might say that time has come again.

[[The Last Word]] is a romantic weapon, a throwback to simpler times when steady aim and large rounds were enough to dispense justice in the wilds of a lawless frontier. Of course, some might say that time has come again.

Line 235:

And there you have it...no government, until there was. I was young, so I barely understood. I remember Loken as a hardworking man who just became broken. Mostly I think he was sad. Sad and frightened. As his fingers tightened on Palamon, people left. Those who stayed saw our days became grey. Loken's protection - from the Fallen, from ourselves - became dictatorial.

Looking back, I think maybe Loken had just lost too much - of himself, his family. But everyone lost something. And some of us had nothing to begin with. My only memory of my parents is a haze, like a daydream, and a small light, like the spark of their souls. It's not anything I dwell on. They left me early, taken by ~~Dregs~~.

Looking back, I think maybe Loken had just lost too much - of himself, his family. But everyone lost something. And some of us had nothing to begin with. My only memory of my parents is a haze, like a daydream, and a small light, like the spark of their souls. It's not anything I dwell on. They left me early, taken by [[Dreg]]s.

Palamon raised me from there. The family I call my own - called my own - cared for me as if I was their natural born son. And life was good. Being the only life I knew, my judgment is skewed, and it wasn't easy - pocked by loss as it was - but I would call it good.

Line 266:

I recall turning back to my father and seeing the looks on the faces of everyone I knew. There was worry there - my father slowly shaking his head as if pleading with me to ignore the gift.

I turned back to the man I would come to know as Jaren Ward, the finest Hunter this system may ever know and one of the greatest Guardians to ever defend the Traveler's Light...

I turned back to the man I would come to know as Jaren Ward, the finest Hunter this system may ever know and one of the greatest Guardians to ever defend the [[Traveler]]'s Light...

And I took the weapon in my hand. Carefully. Gently.

Line 287:

The heavy wood along the cliffs' edge caught the wind, holding back the cold and the rush of water muffled our conversation.

We'd seen dual ~~Skiffs~~ hanging low as they cut through the valley.

We'd seen dual [[Skiff]]s hanging low as they cut through the valley.

Wasn't known Fallen territory, but anymore that's a dangerous assumption.

Line 319:

But more than confident—sure. He seemed sure.

No one else felt it—our own confidence, and any enthusiasm we'd had was set to wither soon as Brevin, Trenn and Mel were gunned down.

No one else felt it—our own confidence, and any enthusiasm we'd had was set to wither soon as [[Brevin]], [[Trenn]] and [[Mel]] were gunned down.

The Ghost—Jaren's Ghost—never said a word to any of us. Just hung there. Always alert. Always judging. Not us, per se, but the moment. Any moment.

Line 489:

The other fell.

I walked to his corpse. He never raised his cursed Thorn – the jagged gun with the festering sickness.

I walked to his corpse. He never raised his cursed [[Thorn]] – the jagged gun with the festering sickness.

I looked down at the dead man who had caused so much death.

Line 519:

The noble man stood. And the people looked to him. For he was a beacon - hope given form, yet still only a man. And within that truth there was great promise. If one man could stand against the night, then so too could anyone - everyone.

In his strong hand the man held a Rose. And his aura burned bright.

In his strong hand the man held a [[Rose]]. And his aura burned bright.

When the man journeyed on, the people remembered. In his wake hope spread. But the man had a secret fear. His thoughts were dark. A sadness crept from the depths of his being. He had been a hero for so long, but pride had led him down sorrow's road.

Line 1,274:

People always forget about the other one. The first one. They remember its twin, the Last Word, because that's an easier story to tell. But it's not the whole story.

Truth is, there were two of 'em, back then in the lawless days before the City was anything more than a rumor. There are thousands of tales of the fate of The First Curse, which one will you tell?

Truth is, there were two of 'em, back then in the lawless days before the City was anything more than a rumor. There are thousands of tales of the fate of [[The First Curse]], which one will you tell?

Line 1,283:

"Heeeeeeey there, Banshee!"

"Whaddya want, Cayde?"

"Whaddya want, [[Cayde-6|Cayde]]?"

"Just checking in on that thing I asked you to do."

Line 1,301:

"Did all the design myself. So it's looking good."

"Is that... an ace of spades?"

"Is that... an [[Ace of Spades|ace of spades]]?"

"Yep."

Line 1,310:

''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 1''

Scrawled in the margins are numerous notes: "Vasili, this man is not fit to write an instruction manual for a garden trowel. Do not worry. I have used my time well, and updated this <untranslatable> with notes that will help you every single day. You are welcome. —Your friend, Dmitri"

Scrawled in the margins are numerous notes: "[[Vasili]], this man is not fit to write an instruction manual for a garden trowel. Do not worry. I have used my time well, and updated this <untranslatable> with notes that will help you every single day. You are welcome. —Your friend, [[Dmitri]]"

Line 1,359:

''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 67''

"If Ivonovich gives you trouble, remind him who still has a picture of him in a bear suit. He will know."

"If [[Ivonovich]] gives you trouble, remind him who still has a picture of him in a bear suit. He will know."

Line 1,401:

{{quote|"In battle, you can only count on two things: your comrades and your Khvostov.|unattributed, Golden Age Russian saying}}

The Khvostov 7G0X was the brainchild of two eras: the Golden Age and the City Age. Shiro-4 used the design schematics for the Khvostov series and a little Guardian ingenuity to craft a modern take on a legendary classic weapon. A fitting tribute to those old weaponsmiths and the newest Iron Lord.

The [[Khvostov 7G-0X|Khvostov 7G0X]] was the brainchild of two eras: the Golden Age and the [[City Age]]. Shiro-4 used the design schematics for the Khvostov series and a little Guardian ingenuity to craft a modern take on a legendary classic weapon. A fitting tribute to those old weaponsmiths and the [[The Guardian|newest]] [[Iron Lord]].

Line 1,409:

DESCRIPTION: Conversation.

PARTIES: Two [2]. One [1] Ghost-type, designate [REDACTED] [u.1], One [1] Guardian-type, Class Hunter [u.2]

ASSOCIATIONS: Breaklands; Durga; Dwindler's Ridge; Last Word; Malphur, Shin; North Channel; Orsa, Zyre [AKA Vale, Dredgen]; Palamon; Thorn; Vale, Dredgen [AKA Orsa, Zyre]; Velor; Ward, Jaren; WoS; Yor, Dredgen; Yor, Shadows of

ASSOCIATIONS: Breaklands; Durga; Dwindler's Ridge; Last Word; Malphur, Shin; North Channel; Orsa, Zyre [AKA Vale, Dredgen]; Palamon; Thorn; [[Dredgen Vale|Vale, Dredgen]] [AKA Orsa, Zyre]; Velor; Ward, Jaren; WoS; Yor, Dredgen; Yor, Shadows of

//AUDIO UNAVAILABLE//

//TRANSCRIPT FOLLOWS.../

Grimoire:Inventory/Primary Weapons: Difference between revisions

Contribute

Recent contributors to this article

@@ Line 14: / Line 14: @@
 ''Nostalgia as a weapon of war. Style as a hallmark of victory.''
-Suros engineers designed the Regime using recovered Golden Age schematics. Forced out of production by a crippling shortage of smartmatter, the few remaining models are cherished by those Guardians fortunate enough to wield them.
+[[Suros]] engineers designed the [[Suros Regime|Regime]] using recovered [[Golden Age]] schematics. Forced out of production by a crippling shortage of smartmatter, the few remaining models are cherished by those [[Guardian]]s fortunate enough to wield them.
 {{clear}}
@@ Line 21: / Line 21: @@
 ''Ionized polymer synballistic attack platform. The system's lethality is dynamically robust across tactical spaces.''
-As the City's understanding of Golden Age methods expands, foundries continue to push the cutting edge of tactical armament. The Hard Light prototype is a showcase, built with the rarest recovered materials and the most computationally demanding design methods. The design team included several specialist Exos and at least one Warlock thanatonaut.
+As the [[The Last City|City]]'s understanding of Golden Age methods expands, foundries continue to push the cutting edge of tactical armament. The [[Hard Light]] prototype is a showcase, built with the rarest recovered materials and the most computationally demanding design methods. The design team included several specialist [[Exo]]s and at least one [[Warlock]] [[thanatonaut]].
-In its current iteration, the Hard Light design fires a superheated polymer round with exotic capabilities.
+In its current iteration, the Hard Light design fires a superheated polymer round with [[exotic]] capabilities.
 {{clear}}
@@ Line 30: / Line 30: @@
 ''There will always be paths to tread and methods to try. Roll with it.''
-Originally designed as a showpiece, the Monte Carlo's sleek demeanor and intricate firing system make it more than a fashion statement. In the right hands, this beauty puts all the risk at the wrong end of its bayonet
+Originally designed as a showpiece, the [[Monte Carlo]]'s sleek demeanor and intricate firing system make it more than a fashion statement. In the right hands, this beauty puts all the risk at the wrong end of its bayonet
 {{clear}}
@@ Line 37: / Line 37: @@
 ''"Eternity is very close. Can you feel yourself slipping?"''
-The Weapons of Sorrow were believed to be nothing more than a myth. But even the darkest myths are born of some truths, and whispers of the Necrochasm have long filled the Light with dread.
+The [[Weapons of Sorrow]] were believed to be nothing more than a myth. But even the darkest myths are born of some truths, and whispers of the [[Necrochasm]] have long filled the [[Light]] with dread.
-It is said the Necrochasm was born in the twilight after Crota's sword first cracked the Moon. That a lost Guardian's weapon was altered by the Hive in an attempt to fuse their own dark understanding with humanity's mastery of war. The result was a weapon that would feed on its owner's aggression—reaching further when angry eyes drew focus, its hunger rising as it tore through bone and flesh.
+It is said the Necrochasm was born in the twilight after [[Crota]]'s sword first cracked the Moon. That a lost Guardian's weapon was altered by the [[Hive]] in an attempt to fuse their own dark understanding with [[human]]ity's mastery of war. The result was a weapon that would feed on its owner's aggression—reaching further when angry eyes drew focus, its hunger rising as it tore through bone and flesh.
 Any Guardian who comes across the weapon must ask some very simple questions with endlessly complicated answers: Is your Light bright enough to stand, even briefly, in full gaze of the Hive's abyss? Can it handle what has died and been reborn in those shadows?
@@ Line 48: / Line 48: @@
 ''An upcycled torrent of righteous thunder.''
-When you're out beyond the Wall, sometimes you have to take what you can find, and make it work. Though its original makers and their no-doubt-desperate straits are lost to history, the Zhalo Supercell remains a striking example of what a Guardian can do with some outdated tech, a deep command of fundamental Light, and a spark of inspiration.
+When you're out beyond the Wall, sometimes you have to take what you can find, and make it work. Though its original makers and their no-doubt-desperate straits are lost to history, the [[Zhalo Supercell]] remains a striking example of what a Guardian can do with some outdated tech, a deep command of fundamental Light, and a spark of inspiration.
 {{clear}}
@@ Line 55: / Line 55: @@
 ''Wait for enemy to make a mistake. Die. Stand by for Ghost Resurrection. Repeat as necessary.''
-"Good evening, Banshee-44!"
+"Good evening, [[Banshee-44]]!"
 "Howdy."
@@ Line 63: / Line 63: @@
 "Uh..."
-"The problem with a historical engram is, even if I can figure out when the engram was encoded, that still doesn't tell me when the contents were written. Or even when the events described by the writer take place."
+"The problem with a historical [[engram]] is, even if I can figure out when the engram was encoded, that still doesn't tell me when the contents were written. Or even when the events described by the writer take place."
 "Uh huh."
-"This particular engram is heavily degraded. Encoded Mid-Golden Age, allegedly written by someone named Plutarch, a historian who in turn is writing about someone named Fabius Maximus. But who were they? When did they live? In what kind of warfare was this 'Fabian Strategy' applied?"
+"This particular engram is heavily degraded. Encoded Mid-Golden Age, allegedly written by someone named [[Wikipedia:Plutarch|Plutarch]], a historian who in turn is writing about someone named Fabius Maximus. But who were they? When did they live? In what kind of warfare was this 'Fabian Strategy' applied?"
 "The whatnow strategy?"
@@ Line 77: / Line 77: @@
 "'Huh' indeed!"
-"...But with Ghost res—"
+"...But with [[Ghost]] res—"
 {{clear}}
@@ Line 89: / Line 89: @@
 ''Select application: Ballistic engagement. Entrenching tool. Avionics trawl. Troll smasher. Stellar sextant. List continues.''
-Few weapons are balanced this precisely. Once you get a feel for the Multi-Tool it will sit weightlessly in your hand. Firing it will feel less like an action and more like an extension of your will.
+Few weapons are balanced this precisely. Once you get a feel for the [[MIDA Multi-Tool|Multi-Tool]] it will sit weightlessly in your hand. Firing it will feel less like an action and more like an extension of your will.
 {{clear}}
-==The Fate of All Fools==
+==The [[Fate of All Fools]]==
 [[File:Grimoire Fate of All Fools.jpg|right|150px]]
 ''The wise man knows his fate. The fool merely finds it.''
@@ Line 99: / Line 99: @@
 {{clear}}
-==Touch of Malice==
+==[[Touch of Malice]]==
 [[File:Grimoire Touch of Malice.jpg|right|150px]]
-{{Quote|Let them feel every lash, every curse, every touch of malice that they first dealt to me.|Eris Morn}}
+{{Quote|Let them feel every lash, every curse, every touch of malice that they first dealt to me.|[[Eris Morn]]}}
 Here am I, with the power to craft from my enemy's darkest secrets a weapon that could wound them at their core!
@@ Line 120: / Line 120: @@
 ''What kind of harebrained scheme have you got in mind this time?''
-Like many weapons of the Dark Age, the Jade Rabbit was created from hastily reassembled—and often poorly understood—Golden Age technology: in this case, kinetic low-atmosphere propulsion systems in use on Luna settlements. Even the weapon's casing is cut from the plasteel bulwarks of the First Light installation.
+Like many weapons of the [[Dark Age]], the [[Jade Rabbit]] was created from hastily reassembled—and often poorly understood—Golden Age technology: in this case, [[kinetic]] low-atmosphere propulsion systems in use on [[Moon|Luna]] settlements. Even the weapon's casing is cut from the plasteel bulwarks of the [[First Light]] installation.
 The significance of the markings: 玉兔, or "Jade Rabbit," are unfortunately lost to history.
@@ Line 131: / Line 131: @@
 City foundries produce a wide variety of weapons in an attempt to anticipate Guardians' ever-changing needs on the battlefield. But no Guardian can carry all guns at all times.
-Enter the Boolean Gemini. Designed by a think tank of Guardians and foundry representatives, the Gemini was designed to be two guns in one, with a flexible design that allows Guardians to toggle between distinct combat styles for maximum efficiency.
+Enter the [[Boolean Gemini]]. Designed by a think tank of Guardians and foundry representatives, the Gemini was designed to be two guns in one, with a flexible design that allows Guardians to toggle between distinct combat styles for maximum efficiency.
 {{clear}}
-==Tlaloc==
+==[[Tlaloc]]==
 [[File:Grimoire Tlaloc.jpg|right|150px]]
 ''Release the storm. Hold nothing back.''
-"Master Rey."
+"Master [[Ikora Rey|Rey]]."
 "Gunsmith... What brings you here?"
@@ Line 166: / Line 166: @@
 {{clear}}
-==Bad Juju==
+==[[Bad Juju]]==
 [[File:Grimoire Bad Juju.jpg|right|150px]]
 '' "If you believe your weapon wants to murder all existence, then so it will."''<br />
-- Toland the Shattered
+- [[Toland the Shattered]]
 There must be a structured, mechanical explanation for this weapon's hunger for combat. There must be. But none has been found.
 {{clear}}
-==Red Death==
+==[[Red Death]]==
 [[File:Grimoire Red Death.jpg|right|150px]]
-''Vanguard policy urges Guardians to destroy this weapon on sight. It is a Guardian killer.''
+''[[Vanguard]] policy urges Guardians to destroy this weapon on sight. It is a Guardian killer.''
 Only rumors tell of the mad Guardian who fashioned this butcher's tool. But its power is undeniable, and fear is a formidable weapon.
 {{clear}}
-==No Time To Explain==
+==[[No Time To Explain]]==
 [[File:Grimoire No Time To Explain.jpg|right|150px]]
 ''A single word is etched onto the inside of the weapon's casing: "Soon."''
-[[Novarro]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon is the fabled Exo Stranger's Rifle, enhanced at a future point in this continuity and then sent back to this present.
+[[Novarro]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon is the fabled [[Exo Stranger]]'s [[Elsie's Rifle|Rifle]], enhanced at a future point in this continuity and then sent back to this present.
-[[Deliah]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon was built by Praedyth, who based it on his own version of the Exo Stranger's Rifle, and then set it adrift in a time ripple.
+[[Deliah]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon was built by [[Praedyth]], who based it on his own version of the Exo Stranger's Rifle, and then set it adrift in a time ripple.
 [[Hari-5|Hari]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon was built by beings of unidentifiable origin, and arrived here by pure accident.
-[[Inachis]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon originates from Earth, late Golden Age, and will eventually be lost to time ripples once again, where its systems will degrade and be replaced until our recent past acquires it as the Exo Stranger's Rifle.
+[[Inachis]]'s timeline analysis indicates the weapon originates from [[Earth]], late Golden Age, and will eventually be lost to time ripples once again, where its systems will degrade and be replaced until our recent past acquires it as the Exo Stranger's Rifle.
 As for me... I think it's safe to say the weapon is proving far more fun than we could have hoped.
 {{clear}}
-==Outbreak Prime==
+==[[Outbreak Prime]]==
 [[File:Grimoire Outbreak Prime.jpg|right|150px]]
-"This is an advanced [[Golden Age]] technology tied to the death of some of the Light’s greatest champions. It’s currently being used as a tool of the [[Fallen]] to push the limits of bio-evolutionary realities. And you’re kit-bashing it together with projectile-based war systems to make a handheld mechanism that delivers aggressive nano-mites?” –[[Ghost]]
+"This is an advanced Golden Age technology tied to the death of some of the Light’s greatest champions. It’s currently being used as a tool of the [[Fallen]] to push the limits of bio-evolutionary realities. And you’re kit-bashing it together with projectile-based war systems to make a handheld mechanism that delivers aggressive nano-mites?” –[[The Ghost|Ghost]]
 “That’s one way to put it. All I know is... when you pull this trigger, one plus one equals zero every time. I’ve done the math.” –[[Shiro-4]]
@@ Line 210: / Line 210: @@
 ==Hawkmoon==
 [[File:Grimoire Hawkmoon.jpg|right|150px]]
-''Stalk thy prey and let loose thy talons upon the Darkness''
+''Stalk thy prey and let loose thy talons upon the [[Darkness]]''
-The Hawkmoon is a true gunslinger's weapon - a smooth sidearm that makes every bullet count...some more than others.
+The [[Hawkmoon]] is a true gunslinger's weapon - a smooth sidearm that makes every bullet count...some more than others.
 {{clear}}
@@ Line 219: / Line 219: @@
 {{quote|Yours...not mine.|Renegade [[Hunter]] [[Shin Malphur]] to [[Dredgen Yor]] during the showdown at [[Dwindler's Ridge]]}}
-The Last Word is a romantic weapon, a throwback to simpler times when steady aim and large rounds were enough to dispense justice in the wilds of a lawless frontier. Of course, some might say that time has come again.
+[[The Last Word]] is a romantic weapon, a throwback to simpler times when steady aim and large rounds were enough to dispense justice in the wilds of a lawless frontier. Of course, some might say that time has come again.
 {{clear}}
@@ Line 235: / Line 235: @@
 And there you have it...no government, until there was. I was young, so I barely understood. I remember Loken as a hardworking man who just became broken. Mostly I think he was sad. Sad and frightened. As his fingers tightened on Palamon, people left. Those who stayed saw our days became grey. Loken's protection - from the Fallen, from ourselves - became dictatorial.
-Looking back, I think maybe Loken had just lost too much - of himself, his family. But everyone lost something. And some of us had nothing to begin with. My only memory of my parents is a haze, like a daydream, and a small light, like the spark of their souls. It's not anything I dwell on. They left me early, taken by Dregs.
+Looking back, I think maybe Loken had just lost too much - of himself, his family. But everyone lost something. And some of us had nothing to begin with. My only memory of my parents is a haze, like a daydream, and a small light, like the spark of their souls. It's not anything I dwell on. They left me early, taken by [[Dreg]]s.
 Palamon raised me from there. The family I call my own - called my own - cared for me as if I was their natural born son. And life was good. Being the only life I knew, my judgment is skewed, and it wasn't easy - pocked by loss as it was - but I would call it good.
@@ Line 266: / Line 266: @@
 I recall turning back to my father and seeing the looks on the faces of everyone I knew. There was worry there - my father slowly shaking his head as if pleading with me to ignore the gift.
-I turned back to the man I would come to know as Jaren Ward, the finest Hunter this system may ever know and one of the greatest Guardians to ever defend the Traveler's Light...
+I turned back to the man I would come to know as Jaren Ward, the finest Hunter this system may ever know and one of the greatest Guardians to ever defend the [[Traveler]]'s Light...
 And I took the weapon in my hand. Carefully. Gently.
@@ Line 287: / Line 287: @@
 The heavy wood along the cliffs' edge caught the wind, holding back the cold and the rush of water muffled our conversation.
-We'd seen dual Skiffs hanging low as they cut through the valley.
+We'd seen dual [[Skiff]]s hanging low as they cut through the valley.
 Wasn't known Fallen territory, but anymore that's a dangerous assumption.
@@ Line 319: / Line 319: @@
 But more than confident—sure. He seemed sure.
-No one else felt it—our own confidence, and any enthusiasm we'd had was set to wither soon as Brevin, Trenn and Mel were gunned down.
+No one else felt it—our own confidence, and any enthusiasm we'd had was set to wither soon as [[Brevin]], [[Trenn]] and [[Mel]] were gunned down.
 The Ghost—Jaren's Ghost—never said a word to any of us. Just hung there. Always alert. Always judging. Not us, per se, but the moment. Any moment.
@@ Line 489: / Line 489: @@
 The other fell.
-I walked to his corpse. He never raised his cursed Thorn – the jagged gun with the festering sickness.
+I walked to his corpse. He never raised his cursed [[Thorn]] – the jagged gun with the festering sickness.
 I looked down at the dead man who had caused so much death.
@@ Line 519: / Line 519: @@
 The noble man stood. And the people looked to him. For he was a beacon - hope given form, yet still only a man. And within that truth there was great promise. If one man could stand against the night, then so too could anyone - everyone.
-In his strong hand the man held a Rose. And his aura burned bright.
+In his strong hand the man held a [[Rose]]. And his aura burned bright.
 When the man journeyed on, the people remembered. In his wake hope spread. But the man had a secret fear. His thoughts were dark. A sadness crept from the depths of his being. He had been a hero for so long, but pride had led him down sorrow's road.
@@ Line 1,274: / Line 1,274: @@
 People always forget about the other one. The first one. They remember its twin, the Last Word, because that's an easier story to tell. But it's not the whole story.
-Truth is, there were two of 'em, back then in the lawless days before the City was anything more than a rumor. There are thousands of tales of the fate of The First Curse, which one will you tell?
+Truth is, there were two of 'em, back then in the lawless days before the City was anything more than a rumor. There are thousands of tales of the fate of [[The First Curse]], which one will you tell?
 {{clear}}
@@ Line 1,283: / Line 1,283: @@
 "Heeeeeeey there, Banshee!"
-"Whaddya want, Cayde?"
+"Whaddya want, [[Cayde-6|Cayde]]?"
 "Just checking in on that thing I asked you to do."
@@ Line 1,301: / Line 1,301: @@
 "Did all the design myself. So it's looking good."
-"Is that... an ace of spades?"
+"Is that... an [[Ace of Spades|ace of spades]]?"
 "Yep."
@@ Line 1,310: / Line 1,310: @@
 ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 1''
-Scrawled in the margins are numerous notes: "Vasili, this man is not fit to write an instruction manual for a garden trowel. Do not worry. I have used my time well, and updated this <untranslatable> with notes that will help you every single day. You are welcome. —Your friend, Dmitri"
+Scrawled in the margins are numerous notes: "[[Vasili]], this man is not fit to write an instruction manual for a garden trowel. Do not worry. I have used my time well, and updated this <untranslatable> with notes that will help you every single day. You are welcome. —Your friend, [[Dmitri]]"
 {{clear}}
@@ Line 1,359: / Line 1,359: @@
 ''Khvostov Field Manual, pg. 67''
-"If Ivonovich gives you trouble, remind him who still has a picture of him in a bear suit. He will know."
+"If [[Ivonovich]] gives you trouble, remind him who still has a picture of him in a bear suit. He will know."
 {{clear}}
@@ Line 1,401: / Line 1,401: @@
 {{quote|"In battle, you can only count on two things: your comrades and your Khvostov.|unattributed, Golden Age Russian saying}}
-The Khvostov 7G0X was the brainchild of two eras: the Golden Age and the City Age. Shiro-4 used the design schematics for the Khvostov series and a little Guardian ingenuity to craft a modern take on a legendary classic weapon. A fitting tribute to those old weaponsmiths and the newest Iron Lord.
+The [[Khvostov 7G-0X|Khvostov 7G0X]] was the brainchild of two eras: the Golden Age and the [[City Age]]. Shiro-4 used the design schematics for the Khvostov series and a little Guardian ingenuity to craft a modern take on a legendary classic weapon. A fitting tribute to those old weaponsmiths and the [[The Guardian|newest]] [[Iron Lord]].
 {{clear}}
@@ Line 1,409: / Line 1,409: @@
 DESCRIPTION: Conversation.<br>
 PARTIES: Two [2]. One [1] Ghost-type, designate [REDACTED] [u.1], One [1] Guardian-type, Class Hunter [u.2]<br>
-ASSOCIATIONS: Breaklands; Durga; Dwindler's Ridge; Last Word; Malphur, Shin; North Channel; Orsa, Zyre [AKA Vale, Dredgen]; Palamon; Thorn; Vale, Dredgen [AKA Orsa, Zyre]; Velor; Ward, Jaren; WoS; Yor, Dredgen; Yor, Shadows of<br>
+ASSOCIATIONS: Breaklands; Durga; Dwindler's Ridge; Last Word; Malphur, Shin; North Channel; Orsa, Zyre [AKA Vale, Dredgen]; Palamon; Thorn; [[Dredgen Vale|Vale, Dredgen]] [AKA Orsa, Zyre]; Velor; Ward, Jaren; WoS; Yor, Dredgen; Yor, Shadows of<br>
 //AUDIO UNAVAILABLE//<br>
 //TRANSCRIPT FOLLOWS.../<br>