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Anodran slightly shifted his weight around. He wasn't used to be scrutinized, especially when it wasn't him leading the conversation. He wondered if he should say something or keep quiet. Instead he scanned the room. Nothing really to take note of, other than what was on the table. Andoran kept his eyes on Cratix while trying to take peaks of what was written on the table without being noticed.
Name: Natrask, The Turned

Background: Natrask was a Vandal a part of the House of Winter on Venus. She got separated from her patrol. Days went by and she was starving for ether. She saw a Vex milk puddle and drank from it, hoping it would satisfy her. It did, in a way. After a few more days, she found her patrol and they went back to their base. She began mumbling about time travel and how they could go back and prevent the Whirlwind. They docked her and left her for dead. How she met the Fanatic and ended up on the Tangled Shore is unclear as no one seems to remember, not even her. Now, she has begun her transformation into becoming a Vex. She found an asteroid to call her own. With containers of Vex milk, ported from all over the system, she's begun machinoforming the asteroid. With the same synapse devices used by the Mindbender, Natrask has gained control over the Vex coming out of the asteroid.

Unique perks/ weponry: She has two arms that have been turned to Vex arms. One has a normal slap rifle and one of her normal arms holds a shock pistol. She is able to slow or speed up time in areas or for objects or living beings.
Andoran trailed behind Crow, careful not to be too far behind. He scanned everything and everyone on his way in, eyes moving from one thing to the next. Iris was inside him doing the same thing. Most likely, she was also running every sort of scan she could without being detected. It wasn't that he didn't trust the people here, he didn't, it was just what a Warlock did. Always scanning, always learning.

He wondered what drew each individual to this life. To relinquish ties to whatever they had before and turn to smuggling or whatever jobs this Cratix doled out. He wasn't the first person to have control of a gang, or whatever they wanted to call themselves. Andoran knew of a few others in the system. Though, most stuck to beyond the Belt. They were in lawless frontier now. He wondered if Failsafe knew about Cratix.
Volnon, The Emancipator

Appearance: The Councilors from the Leviathan raid, but with mostly black armor.

Background: He was a psion flayer, powerful, for the Red Legion. Once coming to the Sol system and Ghaul being defeated, he escaped slavery of the Cabal. Now, he helps his fellow psions escape as well. He holds no fealty to either the Cabal Empire or to Calus. He does what he must to secure freedom for psions as well as a place to live.

Abilities: Normal psion powers (clairvoyance, psionic attacks) but powerful.
Anodoran transmatted out, weapons and armor ready. Iris was already in his backpack. He looked up at the trees with their red leaves and giant, twisting trunks and branches. Birds, or something with wings, flew overhead. The vex were close to completely machinoforming this centaur, but then the Red War happened. Guardians, Cabal and Fallen came, and then Ghaul put a complete stop to it.

Andoran stopped with his daydreaming and continued, following Crow.
Andoran sighed and clicked a button. "The tracking is off." He worked for the Vanguard, but didn't always agree with them, especially Zavala. Always defending and never conquering. Iris shared the same thoughts he did. He was grateful for getting along well with his ghost. Some guardians don't.

Before touching down, Andoran checked out his weapons and armor. He decided to switch to Black Talon along with a fusion rifle and pulse rifle. That should be decent set up. He kept his Skull though. He looked to Iris and they both nodded, bracing for entry into Nessus and transmat.
Andoran stared at the Leviathan as they made their way down to Nessus. He always wondered where Calus got his powers. Yet another mystery to be solved, some day. Andoran's eyes trailed from the Leviathan, following the pieces of Nessus being swallowed by the gigantic beast. Yet another Vex planet being devoured by Cabal. Whether it was Red Legion or Loyalists, they were always hungry for more planets. He broke his gaze and turned to Iris as she spun her front shell. She turned to look up at Andoran.

"The scans of those dead fallen and their weapons is almost complete," she told him.

"Good. Do you have the secure channels ready?" he asked.

"Yes. You did hear what Crow said, right? Or did you go off in your head again?"

"Something about being respectful and blah blah blah."

Iris scowled, if she could, but Andoran knew what she was feeling. "You need to take her more seriously. She's a good shot."

"I know, I know. So long as they haven't turned to the Darkness they're not bad."

"Good, we're approaching the coordinates."
"We have two of quite a few of their weapons and each type that we fought. Minus the ones that exploded," said Iris.

"Good, give one set to Petra and the other to Ikora. They'll both want to study them further." Andoran fiddled with some controls and patched into Crow's ship. He heard her ask Emrys about his other life. "And you remember from before being resurrected? You have many lives. Before being Awoken, before being an exo..."
"Yes, I have my own ship," Andoran answered. "And yes Petra is still around. Somewhere. More than likely trying to keep the Reef from falling apart." He nodded to Iris who sent commands to the ship. As it flew over to where the group was, Andoran began poking around the corpses of the Scorn. Iris followed close him, almost nestled on his shoulder. After a moment, he began moving their weapons and two of each kind of scorn, minus the chieftain and abomination, with his mind. He lined them up perfectly, and in a flash of blue light, they weapons and corpses were transmatted away. He looked back to the others, "Shall we get going?"
Here is the full list of Scorn enemy unit types and weapons:

Screeb: we all know these. 4 arms?

Stalker: dregs, basically. instead of shock daggers they have a mace. they also carry a pistols that shoot void or arc. also throws void grenades similar to shock grenade. 2 arms.

Lurker: these are stalkers with the shields instead of maces. they usually have the miniaturized shrapnel launcher. 2 arms.

Ravager: these are the headless ones that have the flaming mace/censor thing. 2 arms.

Wraith: these are the ones that charge in with two flaming torches. 4 arms.

Raider: these are the ones that can turn into ether and move away. Typically have the Scorn rifles that show void sawblades or the scorn crossbow. rarely do they carry the mine launcher. 4 arms.

Chieftain: the totem ones. carry either the Scorn rifle that shoots the sawblades, the minelauncher, shrapnel launcher or, the Scorn cannon the shoots molten metal. You may have seen these it looks like showers of sparks or comets or lava being launched. 4 arms.

Abomination: the big guys. shoots charged ether.

To recap the weapons:
Blaster: void
Repeater pistol: arc
Pistol: mini shrapnel launcher
Rifle: void sawblades
Crossbow: Void, shoots three projectiles in triangle
Mine launcher: shoots literally shock mines similar to skiffs and pikes.
Shrapnel launcher: classic.
Cannon: the molten metal
Flame torch: Wraiths
Flame Censer: Ravagers
Mace: Stalkers
Charged Ether: Abomination
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