Anthem-99: Yeeha--wait what was I sayin'?
Uldren: *desperately pushing Anthem into a chair* It's ok, old man. Just sit down.

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Anthem-99: Yeeha--wait what was I sayin'?
Uldren: *desperately pushing Anthem into a chair* It's ok, old man. Just sit down.

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Custom Exotic: Sniper’s Torch
Lore
“When yer too old t’ hold the torch, pass it on. Someone else can--should take it instead,” said Anthem-99, glancing longingly at the bow.
“But what will you fight with, father?”
“I got you who’s always puttin’ up a fight, kid.” The old Exo laughed a little.
This merited a harsh frown from the Awoken.
Anthem shrugged. “What? I’m an old man, but that ain’t mean I lost my sense of humor. Y’know I love ya more than anything.”
“I would rather forfeit that love and see you continue the battle than give it up.”
“Oh, who said anythin’ about givin’ up, kid?” Anthem patted the quiver pressed against his left shoulder. “I’m givin’ ya a weapon, but not my arrows. ‘Cus I need ‘em for the other bows I got. But this one… this is yers now, son.”
“To pass the torch of the old sniper… Sniper’s Torch.” He glanced up at Anthem, glistening orange eyes bright.
Anthem leaned inward, wrapping his arms around the Awoken with a warm smile as he hooked the bow to his back. “I know I can trust ya, Uldren. Ya always been a good sniper, ‘n now, yer gonna be even better.”
Nodding, Uldren hugged Anthem-99 back, feeling the weight of this new yet ancient weapon against himself. It was a weapon old as the Exo, yet glimmering as though built mere days before. “I’ll always love you, father,” he said.
“I’ll love ya, too, son. ‘Til the end, ok?”
Appearance
A large, bulky compound bow, gold and bronze, shining as if infused with the Traveler’s radiance. Two thick white strings hooked to gears on either end of the bow form its back. There is a firm yet comfortable black grip with the notch set on the left side, but it can be switched. The entire weapon weighs about 8 pounds, and is solid metal.
Weapon Info
Combat Bow Energy Weapon: Solar Primary ammo 60 arrow magazine Masterworked handling, recoil reduction
Abilities
A Father’s Love:Precision kills, and streaks, generate 3% of super energy per kill on top of basic kill generation. Open Fire:Arrows explode on impact and release a small radius of pulsing fire.