Venus, Ishtar Sink
In the ruins of the Ishtar Sink, things had gotten quiet. Before where the factions of the Fallen, Vex, and Guardians would spend their time battling for control of the decaying ruins of Humanities' Golden Age was now silent, apart from the sounds of the local wildlife chirping, or what not. The wind continued to blow through the half-collapsed buildings, foliage that had grown over most of the architecture, and in some cases would find a narrow point formed just the right way to create a chilling ghostly wail that could unnerve even the most savage Fallen.
Weary from the fighting, The House of Winter retreated back to their lair, and outposts to bolster up their defenses. Between the House of Kings incursion weeks ago, and the recent skirmishes against the Vex, and Guardians, they needed time to regroup.
Guardians still continued to have a presence on the planet, sending out patrols, and strick teams t