Geomag Stabilizers
Exotic Warlock
"The hurricane will overtake you. It's inevitable. Take stability where you can get it." —Ikora Rey
Item stats
Primary
Mobility
0
Resilience
10
Recovery
20
Armor Perks
Close Enough

When Chaos Reach Super energy is almost full, sprinting tops it off. Damaging enemies with Chaos Reach extends its duration.

Mobility Enhancement Mod

Increased mobility.

Traction

Grants increased mobility and tighter turn radius while sprinting.

Primary Ammo Finder

Increases the drop chance of Primary ammo on kill.

Armor Perks

Armor Mods
Empty Mod Socket

No mod currently selected.

Armor Cosmetics
Default Ornament

Restores your armor to its default appearance.

Default Shader

Restores your gear to its default colors.

Lore
Patience. Breathing. Focus. The clouds gathered as she waited behind cover. The Wizards' wailing was far too close. Her heart clenched, racing; she turned inward. Patience. Breathing. Focus. She felt the sky inside her, coalescing, shimmering. She thought of rain. She thought of the cheek of her unexpected friend, cupped in her hand, cold and wet. "Just hang on— Please—" she whispered. Something resembling a laugh susurrated from behind his many needle-like teeth. Water dripped from his chainmail mask into his open mouth. Her throat tasted like metal. Patience. Breathing. Focus. The pregnant silence when animals go underground. The dance of water on the roof. The gentle sway of curtains on a humid evening. The distant beat of thunder. The Wizards, howling now. Patience. Breathing. Focus. The dark clouds grew heavier, and each of her bones thrummed with longing. She braided her hands in preparation, gathered herself inward, upward. She turned to run for the Wizards, who danced screaming over the corpse of her friend. The static came with her, wreaths of electricity, brightening at each step. When she began her war cry, the sky spoke for her, cracking, and she threw her palms in front of her— The storm poured forth. Patience. Breathing. Focus.