My name is Excalibur Prime, I am a Tenno Guardian, the first to be exact. Created by the Orokin to fight in the Old War.
I lead the charge against the Sentients, faced horrible depression, watched my teammates slip into madness and eventually, spent hundreds of years in cryo chamber. Only to awake and find that my planet has mysteriously fallen and the Orokin are no where in sight.
Now the Battle hardened Grineer own the galaxy, the rich Corpus run the economy, and the Infestation runs rampant. So once again I am called to protect those who need it... and kill all who stand in my way.
A simple recovery mission turned into hell in a handbasket when I become surrounded by heavy class ships. Upon making my escape, my ship takes a critical hit, and after entering the void, things take a turn for the worst.
Basically I end up stranded on an unknown planet with some very "colorful" inhabitants, and it looks like they need me more than ever.
This is my story, like its never been told before.
All be damned, featured 3/4/2016 never thought I'd pull it off
And 4/29/16!
And 1/15/18!!
And 10/24/18!!!
And 1/8/19!!!!
And 4/18/19!!!!!
And 6/4/19!!!!!!
And 8/7/19!!!!!!!
And 2/10/2020!!!!!!!!
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