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"Equipment is no problem. The tools I earned in the crucible can be turned agianst the servants of darkness to great effect."

Varrus unslung the solid yellow auto rifle known as the summoner from the maglocks on his back, and held it out in one hand by the top rail in front of the scope for Avgust to inspect. His rifle and machine gun were a source of some pride for him, having won them via great feats of skill in the trials of osiris and the iron banner respectively. Such weapons forged as trophies for those events had only basic ballistics and systems, relying more on arcane light constructs and acendant geometry to deliver an elemental charge to thier targets. Both of his trophies dealt void damage, the very same element he bent and shaped as a defender. As the vanguard inspected his weapon, his gaze drifted about the room, lingering on the other guardians there. It seemed as though he was not the only one interested in joining the fireteam.