Witchy Babe

Destiny: The Hidden.

Crow pulled her helmet back off and crouched down to his level. She studied him for a moment and Pidge scanned him, and eventually she simply reached out and gave him an nudge on the shoulder.

"Hey, new guy. You dead or what?" She asked bluntly, trying to shake him awake.

Destiny: The Hidden.

Pidge was out as well, checking over Crow and healing her up as she caught her breath.

"I have no idea, what the hell was that thing that stepped from the portal? It looked like taken, but it was a person..." She murmured, glancing up at her ghost.

"Anything else inbound or are we in the clear for now?" She asked, he gave a little shake, like he was shaking his head.

"Nothing on my scanners, I think we're okay... What're we gonna do with him?"

Destiny: The Hidden.

Crow was thrown back from the blast, landing with a thud on her back. She was stunned for a moment before a Raider ran up on her with its ether mace in hand, ready to strike. In the blink of an eye she lobbed a smoke bomb into its face, ducking out into the viscous smoke to sprint toward the remnant of her tether to gather up as many orbs of light as she could before they dissipated. Nearly there, just a few more precise kills and...

With as much light as she could absorb and bank she summoned fourth blades of void light, blinking from view as she cut through the horde like a deadly shadow. They fell one by one, thinning the group until it was just the abomination, the cheiftan, and two Raiders.

Destiny: The Hidden.

Crow hopped up with the warlock without a second thought, not so brash as to think she would make it through this fight without assistance. She picked off the oncoming attackers one after another, the rapid shots ringing from crimson in succession. It seemed to be going alright, but that abomination was charging up its arc attack and without a moment to loose Pidge swapped the sniper slung on her back with her grenade launcher. She grabbed it and fired off all six grenades, and while the direct hits weren't enough to kill the creature it stunned it and interrupted its attack. As that was happening, the other Exo was having his bizarre encounter and it very nearly distracted Crow from the swarm of screebs and raiders teleporting in.

"Son of a bitch!" She cursed, taking a quick breath as she jumped up and drew from the void and fired at the heart of the pack. The Nightstalker's arrow flew true and tethered the group together and she swapped her weapon again for her auto rifle.

"Aim for the fat little blue ones, and don't let any get close!" She called over her shoulder to the Warlock

Destiny: The Hidden.

Crow scoffed as the warlock approached, quickly bolstering her sidearm.

"Well Zavala wouldn't be too happy about a nosy warlock down here either, now would he?" She quipped, kneeling by the corpse. She drew her knife and used it to pick up the pouch slung to its side, slicing the cord tying it down as she grabbed it.

"In any case, I have what I came for so you don't need to worry yourself about my being here." She said, standing up as she began to walk back to her sparrow. As she did, the air began to crackle and whine with the telltale sign of incoming Scorn and before she could take a step further a swarm of various Scron burst into view, as well as a hulking Corrupted Abomination. Crow's eyes got wide and she yanked her helmet on before drawing her gun again.

"Shit."

Destiny: The Hidden.

Crow narrowed her eyes, bolstering her gun before reaching up to pull her helmet off. She studied him, her golden optics sizing him up.

"Hmph, you must've been out for quite a while... Or just blissfully ignorant." She said walking over to the corpse of the Cheiftan. She nudged its head with her boot, facing it up as Pidge floated up and spun his shell.

"Get his good side, Pidge. Cratix will want pictures for his wall." She said, and Pidge began snapping away with a little hum. She looked back to the newcomer, still perplexed.

"This here is a Scorn, for lack of a better term they're Fallen zombies, resurrected with corrupted ether. They're an infestation here on the shore."

Destiny: The Hidden.

"Hi, welcome back to the living, you just crashed your ship on my goddamn bounty." Crow snapped, drawing her weapon just as quick as he had

"That Cheiftan you're trying to haul off is mine."

((I said it was a captain initially and didnt catch it. It was supposed to be a scorn cheiftan.))

Destiny: The Hidden.

Crow watched in disbelief as the dilapidated old ship fell from the sky and landed directly on to the skirmish and her bounty, her mouth agape.

"What the shit..?" She breathed out, again watching in shock as the unknown exo drifted down on to the flaming wreckage.

"What the shit!?"

Pidge, who was still nestled in her hood, looked very confusedly on the scene.

"Why in the world would you land a ship like that?" He asked "That doesn't seem very safe..."

Crow growled, slinging her gun on her back as she hopped down from her ledge.

"Pidge. Sparrow." She said, hopping on when he summoned it up. She rode over to the newcomer, seething with anger as she hopped off and had her hand on Crimson, which was holstered just right to keep the illegal weapon from view.

"Hey!" She barked out as she strode to him

Destiny: The Hidden.

Name: Cratix Three-Eyes

Race: Eliksni

Appearance: Fallen Captain, house livery replaced with black and grey trappings. Missing one eye as a result of an old injury, hence the name "Three-Eyes"

Affiliation: Smuggler/Pirate, former Captain of the House of Winter before the fall of the houses

Background: When the old Fallen houses disbanded and the House of Dusk rose, Cratix became disenchanted with the old ways and the power games. With his commandeered ship, he left Venus with a small crew of dregs, vandals, and a servitor, he set out and became a successful yet low-profile smuggler. Now he has a much more sizable ship and a varied crew of other races and a hideout in the chasms of Nessus.

Unique perk: Has an old, grizzled Cabal Warbeast he liberated from a thankless Centurion who is now his loyal pet and guard animal. The Warbeast's name is Vish, which roughly translates from Eliksni as "Tiny."

Destiny: The Hidden.

Name: Crow-13

Race: Exo

Affiliation: Vanguard

Faction: Dead Orbit

Background: Rezzed in the ruins of the Buried City on Mars, Crow-13's first waking memory of her second life was her plucky little Ghost frantically trying to move her and a Cabal Legionary crashing through the crumbling wall. After a brief and heart pounding fight armed with only a rusty bowie knife and a centuries old auto rifle, she ended up holding up in the rafters of the old building as her Ghost filled her in on everything. Eventually she finessed her way out and located a mostly working jump ship, and found her way to the Last City.

Crow is not a people-person, by any means. Blunt, pessimistic, snarky, and dead-pan, she often comes off as mean and cold to those who don't know her. She is sharp and focused, and while she is a vanguard hunter, is never above making a dollar or two on the side from the various bounties she's always working. Often opting to work alone, it takes some time and a whole lot of patience to get through those layers of unsociability, but the few who have had found a loyal, caring (albeit disgruntled), and considerate friend.

Exotic weapon: Lord of Wolves (But also Crimson if shes allowed to swap off???)

Exotic armor: Sealed Ahamkara Grasps

Unique perk: She speaks several languages, both human and alien, fluently
While she has no problem killing them in the slightest, Fallen and the Hive give her the heebie jeebies as a result of an insect phobia from her pre-exo life
Her Ghost's name is Pidge and he is a small little ball of sunshine and love