Sweet Sorrow
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Production overview

Rarity class:

Legendary

Weapon type:

Auto Rifle

Intrinsic frame:

Rapid-Fire

Is craftable:

Yes

Patterns needed:

5

Min-max impact:

18

Min-max stability:

54

Min-max handling:

42

Min-max magazine:

52

Specifications

Ammunition type:

Primary ammo

Rate of fire:

720 RPM

Damage:

Arc

Effective range:

23

Hidden stats

Aim assistance:

81

Inventory size:

53

Zoom:

17

Recoil:

57

Bounce intensity:

43

Service history

In service:

Yes

Affiliation:

Guardians

 

"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 deals Arc damage.

PerksEdit

Intrinsic Perk: Rapid-Fire Frame - Deeper ammo reserves. Slightly faster reload when magazine is empty

Column 1: Barrel - Hammer-Forged Rifling - Durable ranged barrel.

  • Increases range.

Column 2: Magazine - Tactical Mag - This weapon has multiple tactical improvements.

  • Slightly increases stability
  • Increases reload speed
  • Slightly increases magazine size

Column 3: Trait - Perpetual Motion - This weapon gains bonus stability, handling, and reload speed while the wielder is in motion.

Column 4: Trait - Vorpal Weapon - Increased damage against bosses, vehicles, and Guardians with their Super active.

Column 5: Origin Trait - Land Tank - Final blows with this weapon grant increased Resilience and additional damage resistance from combatants.

LoreEdit

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?

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