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{{Quote|Survival is the better part of valor.|Weapon description}}
{{Quote|Survival is the better part of valor.|Weapon description}}
'''Tarnished Mettle''' is a [[Legendary]] [[Arc]] [[Scout Rifle]] introduced in [[Season of Plunder]]. It can be obtained by completing [[Ketchcrash]] or [[Expedition|Expeditions]].<ref>[https://www.light.gg/db/items/2218569744/tarnished-mettle/ '''Light.gg'''-'''Tarnished Mettle''']</ref>
'''Tarnished Mettle''' is a [[Legendary]] [[Arc]] [[Scout Rifle]] introduced in [[Season of Plunder]]. It can be obtained by completing [[Ketchcrash]] or [[Expedition|Expeditions]].


==Perks==
==Perks==
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'''SURVIVAL IS THE BETTER PART OF VALOR.'''
'''SURVIVAL IS THE BETTER PART OF VALOR.'''


Vrisk had been lying under his crewmate's corpse for the better part of an hour. His body ached from lack of [[Ether]], but he dared not pull from his rebreather for fear of discovery.
[[Vrisk]] had been lying under his crewmate's corpse for the better part of an hour. His body ached from lack of [[Ether]], but he dared not pull from his rebreather for fear of discovery.


Besides, if he survived, there would be enough to sate his hunger a dozen times over.
Besides, if he survived, there would be enough to sate his hunger a dozen times over.


He and Krilix had been calibrating the landing struts on the crew's [[Ketch]] when the ambush hit. A long-range scout rifle slug punched through Krilix in the opening salvo, ripping a fist-sized hole in his chest. He fell on top of Vrisk in a heap of gore as a barrage of gunfire rained down on their position.
He and [[Krilix]] had been calibrating the landing struts on the crew's [[Ketch]] when the ambush hit. A long-range [[scout rifle]] slug punched through Krilix in the opening salvo, ripping a fist-sized hole in his chest. He fell on top of Vrisk in a heap of gore as a barrage of gunfire rained down on their position.


Vrisk could have shrugged off the [[Wretch|Wretch's]] body and seized his [[Arc Spear]] to retaliate. Instead, he simply lay beneath his dying crewmate and let the battle play out.
Vrisk could have shrugged off the [[Wretch]]'s body and seized his [[Arc Spear]] to retaliate. Instead, he simply lay beneath his dying crewmate and let the battle play out.


After the shooting stopped, Vrisk listened to their assailants ransack the ship. A mix of guttural Cabal barks and familiar [[Eliksni]] chatter marked them as a competing crew, eager to claim the bounty set forth by the reawakened [[Eramis|Shipstealer]].
After the shooting stopped, Vrisk listened to their assailants ransack the ship. A mix of guttural [[Cabal]] barks and familiar [[Fallen|Eliksni]] chatter marked them as a competing crew, eager to claim the bounty set forth by the reawakened [[Eramis, Kell of Darkness|Shipstealer]].


But Vrisk knew what their attackers did not: the relic they sought was not on the Ketch, or even on this planet. It was hidden in a safehouse deep within the asteroid belt beyond [[Mars]]. Once Vrisk found the courage to emerge from his hiding place, he would take the relic to [[Eramis|Eramiskel]] himself and claim the reward for his own.
But Vrisk knew what their attackers did not: the relic they sought was not on the Ketch, or even on this planet. It was hidden in a safehouse deep within the asteroid belt beyond [[Mars]]. Once Vrisk found the courage to emerge from his hiding place, he would take the relic to Eramiskel himself and claim the reward for his own.


But there was time for that. For now, the [[Dreg]] let the weight and warmth of his dead companion press him into a peaceful slumber, where he dreamed of better days to come.
But there was time for that. For now, the [[Dreg]] let the weight and warmth of his dead companion press him into a peaceful slumber, where he dreamed of better days to come.
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