Blight Ranger

Showing the history of Blight Ranger across 2 versions
From 2022.02.22 (The Witch Queen) to 2022.04.19 (The Witch Queen)

Name

  • Blight Ranger

Image URL

  • /common/destiny2_content/screenshots/1703551922.jpg

Subtitle

  • It reflects whatever it sees, no matter how ugly.

Description

  • I've thanked God for this mask more times than I can count. It reflects most everything; keeps me on the safe side of whatever's coming at me. Most times…
  • Dust storm left me no recourse. Came to a small encampment of refugees from Freehold, now buried. Most of them were workers at the old BrayTech facility, none too happy to see an Exo. One of them began to play a rueful tune on a cobbled-together string instrument. To this day, I haven't forgotten the words he sang:
  • Let me tell ya now
  • Bout the time the Devil walked through my door
  • Said oh, let me tell ya now
  • Bout the time the Devil walked through that door
  • Ain't nothin', nobody
  • Could hold me down anymore
  • It was mine, all mine
  • Devil gave me that golden ring
  • It was mine, all mine
  • Devil made me laugh and sing
  • But little by little
  • The Devil took my everything
  • It was wailin' and gnashin'
  • When the Devil did his dirty work
  • Just wailin' and gnashin'
  • When the Devil did his dirty work
  • Oh, what a fool had I been
  • Thinkin' I was above the dirt
  • In the dirt, they were buried
  • Made me blue to see that red
  • In the dirt, they were buried
  • Made me blue to see that red
  • Devil took no pity
  • Left me no place to rest my head
  • Lord, help the Devil
  • How'd he get to be so cruel
  • Lord, help that Devil
  • How'd he get to be so cruel
  • That mean old Devil
  • Was just some other devil's fool
  • I've thanked God for this mask more times than I can count. It reflects most everything; keeps me on the safe side of whatever's coming at me. Most times…
  • Dust storm left me no recourse. Came to a small encampment of refugees from Freehold, now buried. Most of them were workers at the old BrayTech facility, none too happy to see an Exo. One of them began to play a rueful tune on a cobbled-together string instrument. To this day, I haven't forgotten the words he sang:
  • Let me tell ya now
  • Bout the time the Devil walked through my door
  • Said oh, let me tell ya now
  • Bout the time the Devil walked through that door
  • Ain't nothin', nobody
  • Could hold me down anymore
  • It was mine, all mine
  • Devil gave me that golden ring
  • It was mine, all mine
  • Devil made me laugh and sing
  • But little by little
  • The Devil took my everything
  • It was wailin' and gnashin'
  • When the Devil did his dirty work
  • Just wailin' and gnashin'
  • When the Devil did his dirty work
  • Oh, what a fool had I been
  • Thinkin' I was above the dirt
  • In the dirt, they were buried
  • Made me blue to see that red
  • In the dirt, they were buried
  • Made me blue to see that red
  • Devil took no pity
  • Left me no place to rest my head
  • Lord, help the Devil
  • How'd he get to be so cruel
  • Lord, help that Devil
  • How'd he get to be so cruel
  • That mean old Devil
  • Was just some other devil's fool
  • This mask reflected the gaunt faces of the survivors, but it didn't hide me. I could feel hot tears stream down my cheeks. They saw their own pain in me. The accusatory glances stopped then, and a sad understanding remained. Because we all knew, this place will never be the same.