Spirit of Renewal 2644022231 DestinySandboxPerkDefinition

Improves Duskfield grenades.

Natural Sanitization 39603082 DestinyRecordDefinition

In the Pale Heart, travel to the Seclusion, and complete the Cleansing event.

Ritualistic Finish 3597986950 DestinyInventoryItemDefinition

Use finishers to defeat Hive on the Moon.

TEST NO: 109 - Food Supplement 587249711 DestinyLoreDefinition

RECORD: 1224E209$SS-0.113 SUBJECT: Security Log A-280 TEST NO: 109 - Food Supplement - Trial 15 STATUS: CONFIDENTIAL IDENTITIES: C. Bray I, A. Fältskog, Patients 27-31 LOCATION: Morning Star Orbital Platform [C.B.] Okay, Agatha, what do you have for me? [A.F.] We took your proposal and ran with it. We've distilled and condensed enough nutrients and proteins down to a single pill that should eliminate the need for sustenance within your average patient for 10 years. [C.B.] That's a start, but I'd like to get that number higher. I'm tired of stopping to eat. Imagine what this can do for productivity, not to mention military efforts. Next on the chopping block is sleep. [A.F.] We administered the pill 24 hours ago to five patients. [C.B.] Let's see how they're acclimating. [A.F.] //Patient 27, how is your appetite?// [P27] I don't have one. I miss food, but I think it's habitual. [A.F.] //Patient 28?// [P28] My stomach feels full. [P30] Too full, actually. [A.F.] //Anyone else experiencing this?// (murmurs of confirmation) [C.B.] That's to be expected, I suppose. Must be a bizarre sensation. [P29] Ma'am… I'm actually feeling pretty sick. (groans) [P31] Is there a bathroom I could use? [A.F.] //After we conclude this check-in.// [P27] I don't think it can wait. [P28] Ugh…what's happening… (groans) My stomach… [C.B.] Their stomachs are expanding. Fix it. [A.F.] I… uh, can't. (groans) (retching) (screams) (burst) (burst) (burst) (burst) (burst) (fluid spilling) [C.B.] Agatha, clearly we have not found our solution. I'll leave this, hm, mess in your incapable hands. Don't ever bring me up to witness an event like this again. Disgusting.

Incisor (Adept) 2494569814 DestinyCollectibleDefinition

I—From Great Distance 4033010921 DestinyLoreDefinition

Devrim Kay leaned out the broken window of the Trostland church and fixed his eyes on the sky. The Traveler and the Witness were up there somewhere, with most of the Vanguard and all the fighter pilots the Last City could muster. The comms were filled with static. All Devrim knew for sure was that they were fighting for their lives. The orbital combat was barely visible in the daylight—an errant streak of weapons fire, the twinkle of an explosion. From the ground, the conflict was silent and beautiful, the deaths of his friends sparkling as gently as the light of long-dead stars. Devrim tried, and failed, to shake the thought from his mind. There was a faint corona of fire, and the exosphere shimmered with a cloud of sparkling debris. It was impossible for Devrim to tell if he was looking at the remains of the Pyramids or the Traveler. Wire rifle fire crackled against the stone wall of the old church, and he cleared the field of threats with eight precise shots. Devrim steadied himself against the window frame and pulled a pair of binoculars from his vest. He focused on a single distant speck that flashed in the sunlight as it tumbled to Earth. He held his breath as the debris drew closer, and he was able to make out a strangely clean-cut slice of fuselage bearing Vanguard livery. Devrim felt his hands go numb. "Mayday," he said into the EDZ comms channel, his voice somehow calm and clear. "Our birds are coming down." Far below, his binoculars shattered against the Trostland cobblestones.