Ancient Apocalypse Vest
Legendary Hunter
"Sometimes it's a cosmic event. Sometimes it's a beast from hell. Sometimes it's one man." —The Drifter
Item stats
Primary
Mobility
0
Resilience
0
Recovery
0
Armor Perks
Mobile Hunter Armor

Improved mobility.

Plasteel Reinforcement Mod

Increased Resilience.

Restorative Mod

Increased Health Recovery.

Armor Mods
Empty Mod Socket

No mod currently selected.

Tier 1 Armor

Base-level armor. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Tier 2 Armor

Slightly improved resistance. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Tier 3 Armor

Moderately improved resistance. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Tier 4 Armor

Remarkably improved resistance. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Masterwork

Maximized resistance.

Tier 1 Armor

Base-level armor. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Tier 2 Armor

Slightly improved resistance. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Tier 3 Armor

Moderately improved resistance. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Tier 4 Armor

Remarkably improved resistance. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Masterwork

Maximized resistance.

Tier 1 Armor

Base-level armor. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Tier 2 Armor

Slightly improved resistance. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Tier 3 Armor

Moderately improved resistance. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Tier 4 Armor

Remarkably improved resistance. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Masterwork

Maximized resistance.

Tier 1 Armor

Base-level armor. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Tier 2 Armor

Slightly improved resistance. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Tier 3 Armor

Moderately improved resistance. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Tier 4 Armor

Remarkably improved resistance. Increase the tier to forge a Masterwork item.

Masterwork

Maximized resistance.

Default Shader

Restores your gear to its default colors.

Lore
Emerald Coast. European Deadzone. Drifter shambled up to the bank. He dragged a Psion corpse with him so he'd have something to sit on. He dumped the body to the ground, took a seat. Drifter licked his finger and slid it behind a hidden panel on the bank's outer shell to crack the thing open. It unfolded, ejecting a single, compressed Mote. A Mote of Dark, he called it. He could see it glow despite the shining sun overhead. It was chill to the touch, an effect of the bank. This particular haul was worth a hundred and two singular Motes of Dark. A one-sided slaughter. His comfy Psion chair twitched. He stood up, blasted two rounds into it with a massive cannon. Above him, the Derelict descended. His Ghost flinched slightly as the ship's engines kicked up a whirlwind of dust. Drifter cooed softly to his friend. "I love this job."