

Hell we've only had a few remaining space worthy vessels, most of them out of fuel to keep the city lights on in the early days.Īfter a while they gathered what they could and exited the bunker, after a bit of a walk they arrived in their transport and fired her engines up. F/N at that time was chosen by all of us to be the next Speaker and under his leadership, we began to rebuild a new city under the traveler, unlike before though, we only had a small amount of man power compared to the original collapse. Earth wasn't the same, the Traveler had gone back into a dormate slumber. Everyone was scattered, the city was reduced to ruins. The vanguard had been completely lost with the deaths of Zavala and Ikora.

Tex: "After the battle, everything was in chaos. The two nodded as they scrounged around for anything useful. Tex: "Let's look around for anything useful, this is a fairly small bunker, I'll tell you as we do our job." Tex walked further into the bunker as he pulled off his helmet, his longer white hair flowed out of the helmet, his grey eyes looked back at them with a ting of pain. Nykole: "Ya, that is something I've never asked, what was it like after the Speaker defeated the Darkness?" Ralzen: "I mean I know I wasn't born before that time, and Nykole you're one of the second wave of guardians right?" It's been 700 years and we're still recovering." Tex: "That and anything else that the city could use. Nykole: "Now then, let's find those cores, if we want to get more then those relic jump ships, we need to find them." Shaking the snow off of her armor, Nykole took off her helmet, a pair of wolf ears peeking up as she turned to the rest of her team, her awoken features evident. After a minute or two the doors in front of them opened to show a small storage bunker. The team ventured inside as the door closed behind them.

The ghost nodded as it scanned the door and the sound of old gears could be heard from inside, the doors slowly opened as the faded symbol of the Warmind showed over the small airlock.
