TYPE: Transcript.
DESCRIPTION: Conversation.
PARTIES: Two [2]. One [1] Guardian-type, Class Titan, designate [Mace]. One [1] Cryptarch, designate [Rahool]
ASSOCIATIONS: Priest, Archon; Devils, House; Russia; Cosmodrome; Beckard, Ralis; Mer, Belvaa; 'Ro';
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Mace: Possible? Not that long ago if someone had told me what I would see, what I would become, the things I would do… Well, I can't say I wouldn't believe them; seen some crazy things during the Dark Age, but more or less would find it particularly hard to picture myself being a part of it. It's not as if all the wonders of the Traveler and its miraculous feats of technology were completely forgotten back then. My nomadic clan found salvage and some still working minor tech. Books even, not data-pads or memory cores. Cover, spine, and paper. Real books. We learned what we could from what we found or what others remembered. We pieced together our own insignificant little segment of the Golden Age and its marvels. Did you know that most of the people in the Golden Age were mainly vegetarian? It wasn't just because of the health and environmental benefits but also due to advances in agriculture. There were Sky Gardens. Just a few generations after the Collapse and so much had been lost and forgotten. Maybe the Darkness had something to do with that?
Supplies and knowledge were scarce but danger wasn't. They were always there since I was born. From one continent to another, my clan always fled from the scavengers. I was too young to remember what happened to me during an encounter with them but I did bear the scars. In a way I still do. My former condition caused by an accidental over exposure to Ether had no documentation at that point in time. All I know is the Fallen use the stuff to sustain themselves, heal, and grow to huge heights if rationed high enough. For humans though, the amount I was exposed to had the opposite effect. I became frail and sick indefinitely. This may sound grim… But I sometimes wonder if they were better off leaving me back then. I only could have slowed them down being the dead weight that I was. Love is a strange thing. I remember the talk of the Traveler being a haven driving them forward as my parents told me I could be cured there. Stories from other folk we encountered talked about warriors with magical abilities appearing, herding people to safety and protecting them against the scavengers. I remember when I saw one for the first time, probably one of the first generation considering how early in the Dark Age it was. His Light burned like a beacon for me then but in hindsight it was truly nothing more than a candle to the Light I've seen since. Still, that moment…
I apologize, Master Rahool. Just a few questions for the Cryptarch's turned into a whole personal history. I've had a few in me before coming…ya know, celebrating I guess. The Blustery Brew is as good as they say.
Rahool: You still seem rather composed.
Mace: I didn't have enough to get wobbly, just talkative.
Rahool: I've been reading some reports and you're rather detailed.
Mace: I've just always liked to know things so I'm usually very descriptive in every useless detail you could ever not want to know. I feel like it's important to know about the world around you and its history. It helps you with where you are and where you're heading. Gives you the ability to make informed choices. That's why I respect what you do. I'm not one for alternate hypotheticals and cracked up reality altering theories. Too out there. Honestly some of it sounds like bullshit. Damn, I'm sorry. Forgot this was recording. What was the question again?
Rahool: Oh, erm…did you ever believe what happened could be possible?
Mace: That was it, right. Short Answer: Yes I did, but I didn't think that this would even be important. It was personal.
Rahool: Personal?-
Mace: I don't want to talk about it. Watch the recording again and listen, if the audio isn't clear I'm sorry.
Rahool: And that weapon you wield that felled the beast, anything you can tell?
Mace: I guess so. It's still just a proto-type with parts from the Cassoid foundry and designed by Sha- erm, someone.
Rahool: Interesting. I'm curious, why that particular type of weapon?
Mace: Ya know, I get told by warlocks that I research and study too much for a titan. Hunters say I move too fast for a titan. Even though I seem to go against conventional expectations I can only give you the most stereotypical answer for that question.
Rahool: And that is?
Mace: I like to hit things. Hard.
Rahool: …Ah…