Eris Morn: A threat is forming on Luna, our moon. It cannot be left to congeal from mere blight to Eversion Anchor. But where there is threat, hides opportunity. I shall teach another method by which you will strengthen your hold of Taken power, and shatter theirs.
The Guardian touches down on the Moon.
SANCTUARY, THE MOON
Eris Morn: The Hive twist arcane threads ahead of you. Their spellcraft pulls at the gathering blight here, adulterating Luna’s crust beyond the Hive’s normal perversions. And I hear... whispers... playing at shapes made real. Shadows of shadows aching to speak words into being. Do not dally.
ARCHER’S LINE, THE MOON
Eris Morn: To be as the Taken are, is not control, but acceptance of your weakness and ambition to seize power — costs be damned. I will pen my own tenet to this mantra: abstain from suffusion, become the Taken will. We will not heed the commands of whatever presence has manifested within their psychic trauma. Make yourself the sole will. Take up the embodiment of a truth so undeniable that they become you — and all barriers fade away.
HALL OF WISDOM, THE MOON
The Guardian witnesses an Ogre surrounded by Wizards and engulfed in Taken energy.
Eris Morn: That Ogre is undergoing… the Offering? The Hive do not possess this power… Without Oryx or the Witness, how? I fear another’s hand may carve these new Taken into being.
The Guardian defeats the Taken Wizards.
Eris Morn: They retreat to Oryx’s shrine, I assume to seek the Taken King’s blessing… The Wizard’s ritual has yet to complete. End it here.
SHRINE OF ORYX, THE MOON
Eris Morn: Reach into the unknown, and prepare for it to reach back.
Eris Morn: Guardian! Meet the gaze of the abyss! Steep yourself in suffocating blight. Invite the horror in. Hold it close.
Eris Morn: Now, Guardian. It is vulnerable.
The Guardian defeats the newly-Taken Ogre and is taken into the Ascendant Plane.
PLACE OF THE OFFERING, ASCENDANT PLANE
Eris Morn: This place… the Place of Offering, where the Taken submit their weakness to gain strength. There is… something else here… calling… rabid with grief. No! Sever the bindings! Unshape this beast now, Guardian!
The Guardian severs the bindings to the Ogre, which implodes into a portal. The Guardian leaves through it.
SHRINE OF ORYX, THE MOON
The Guardian destroys the leftover Blights.
Eris Morn: Another foul stain scoured from Luna’s ailing depths. You reap strength from their defeat. Aiat. Yet… the Taken King is absent from this clash of swords. He offers no substantiation of their ritual. Why here then? The Dreadnaught, the Taken… they are entwined, but their goals do not seem aligned. Perhaps the presence we felt here in the Deep drives them… perhaps there is more to uncover. Search the grounds.
The Guardian discovers a memory of the Hive.
Eris Morn: Guardian — a remnant etched into the receding Deep. Draw it forth with your newfound power.
Savathûn: Oryx. The Witness is dead. It lied to you.
Echo of Navigation: We saw the syzygy, sister, and we dove to avert doom. I followed you to th—
Savathûn: Let me cut to the truth. The god-wave wasn’t the Traveler. We were chosen for Light, and the Witness gave us chains. But I can break us out of this game.
Echo of Navigation: Deceit is your language!
Savathûn: We’ve both been played since the beginning. Look, this is Immaru, my Ghost.
Echo of Navigation: Light-pawn! Where is my cunning sister? She would never allow such heresy.
Savathûn: And what do you call what you are now, if not heresy?
Echo of Navigation: ENOUGH! Does my blade not cut? Its edge is truth. Do tithes not sate my form? Our logic, proved in violence.
Savathûn: You’re an inanimate object, dear brother. Your blade cuts nothing.
Echo of Navigation: I do not accept this! I will navigate through each manipulation, from the beginning, and I will divine the truth. ALONE!
Eris Morn: Oryx has shown the flaw in his logic: faith. Now doubt creeps in. He has long been a creature of singular purpose… and boundless curiosity. This revelation could send him reeling, or spell doom should he align with the Witch Queen. We cannot wait for the Echo to decide which avenue to explore. We must act in the face of uncertainty. I will begin preparations and contact you when they are ready for action.