I don't mind some encounters with an NPC like that, tho I think in the beginning of the RP; it might be the best idea to keep the party mostly consisting of PCs to help focus that part of the interaction ^^
Although having an apothecary temporarily show up in case you're worried about us mangling ourselves to fix us up probably works fine! xD
Sitting in one of the heavy seats of the darkened and grimy interior of the Thunderhawk would be a towering, ominous figure; clad in a loose set of gothic plate armor and tattered cloak above a dark brown bodyglove. It occasionally stared across the insides of the Thunderhawk at the other passengers through the grim skeletal skull that adorned the front side of its helmet; a dim, purple light barely visible at the center of its hallow, dark sockets.
There were two other skulls were positioned on either side of the figure, currently attached to a duo of sockets in the Thunderhawk's interior. They were a pair of dormant servo skulls, easily confused as part of the interior in their deactivated state.
Yet, behind the grim facade of the mask, Adrianne felt borderline giddy, and barely able to contain her excitement as they were headed towards the planet's surface! The Psyker had always enjoyed the thrill of the flight! Although she would much have preferred to be in the pilot seat, she still enjoyed the sense of weightlessness and feeling being shifted in random directions as they flew through the storm, the heavy metal Thunderhawk being thrown haphazardly in random directions by the storm!
"Do not fear,"
Adrianne finally spoke, her voice sounding robotic through the skeletal mask as she looked out across the other passengers in the Thunderhawk.
"I have foreseen our safe arrival on the planet's surface. The tides of woe will not greet us until our boots are firmly on the ground!"
Although she initially felt a little quizzical at how the other passengers were feeling so uncomfortable at flying into a violent storm with little to no visual of what was happening on the outside, the Psyker eventually supposed that their inability to foresee their own safe landing might explain their discomfort!
Either way, it provided a small bit of amusement on their way to the surface.
The landing was rough, but Adrianne; being firmly strapped into her seat; only experienced a light bounce as they landed! Although the padding of her seat was only minimal, one of the benefits of being more than just skin and bone was that her own butt made up for some of the lackluster design, and the whole experience could be borderline described as a comfortable landing! ... if you already knew you weren't going to immediately die, that was.
"Do not use the weapon without my clearance, we are to remain hidden for the time being and meet up with the Imperial Guardsmen
"Whaaat? I wasn't going to!" Adrianne complained, already sounding a little accused by the remark as she unbuckled herself and got out of her seat. With a faint whirr, the empty eye sockets of the servo-skulls behind her suddenly lit up with two pairs of haunting, red lights; as the two servo-skulls detached themselves from their sockets and began to float around the Thunderhawk's interior as they accompanied the Psyker out; their long, robotic spines hanging and floating behind them in an almost snake-like fashion through the air!
Walking outside, Adrianne could immediately feel the droplets of rain fall on her helmet and armor. Due to the heavy storm, it was difficult to see very far, the wind, rain and darkness obscuring much of her view.
However, as the servo-skulls came out the Thunderhawk, she could see her own vision through the visors of her helmet become enhanced as the servo-skulls own pict sensors became synchronized with Adrianne's suit, giving her a slightly more digital rendering of areas of her vision that were otherwise obscured or darkened by the storm.
"Drive or fire?"
"Oohhhh!"
Adrianne's senses suddenly jumped to at the line of questioning, barely able to quiet her own little gasp as she looked back down at Herold, and she already knew the answer!
"I'll drive, you shoot, Arbites! Given we're in Greenskin territory, I imagine the number of traffic laws to have been dramatically reduced anyway!"
She said, as the Psyker's pace suddenly dramatically quickened; Adrianne now traversing across the ground in long, purposeful strides that might almost forced Herold to run in order to keep up! And the reason for this? Adrianne almost never got to drive! If she got the chance, there was no chance in the warp that Adrianne would let it go, as she hurried towards the location of the Taurox, her long, white ponytail flowing over her tattered cloak behind her as she marched with rapid succession!
Their Taurox had fared not quite as well as that of Aviza's own, one of the wheels being halfway buried in the mud as the whole vehicle was slightly tilted!
Adrianne, unwilling to waste a single second, suddenly grasped forward; the air around her suddenly growing tense for a moment; before violently pulling her arm back, using her powers to give the large, armored vehicle a tug that was enough to pull the tire out of the hole and right the vehicle!
"This is Dark Raven, we have located our vehicle and are preparing to mount up, over!" Adrianne spoke through the vox box built into her helmet as she pulled the heavily plated door of the Taurox aside and nearly jumped into the driver's seat, motioning for Herold to quickly follow.
The servo skulls on the other hand snaked around the vehicle, each of them finding a spot on the Taurox's exterior where they latched themselves onto the vehicle, where they could maintain a better overwatch than from the limited and cramped confines of the vehicle's interior!
" - lead the way, we,- hurry up Herold! ,- we'll follow right behind, out!" She continued speaking as her fingers clutched the steering wheel, a clear tone of excitement audible in her voice!
Psyker Power Divination & Telekinesis are her main fields of psychic talent, but she also possesses two other abilities such as Smite and Storm of Lightning, as well as a rudimentary form of mental communication. Does not possess any noteworthy healing abilities, and she is just as likely to send someone to the warp as she is to heal a minor scratch.
Appearance:
7ft tall, pale skin and snow white hair. Sturdy and heavy frame, but still retains her feminine figure despite adhering to a strict physical training regime.
The base of her outfit consist of a simple yet elastic skin tight jumpsuit in dark brown color that is capable of withstanding the vacuum of space as well as provide a decent protection against the elements, though offers little protection versus physical threats. Overlayed on top is a series of armaplas plates that form a chestguard, cuisses, knee-high boots, shoulderpads and gloves stretching back and up to her elbows where they form into a sharp point. They offer good locational protection, especially from the front, but leave her jumpsuit exposed in other places, particularly from her lower back and down to the back of her knees where her boots cover both sides of her ankles. The plates are polished to a light gray color, and almost look like silver. The surface is covered with a series of intricate design and artwork in typical imperial fashion, featuring numerous flutes and ridges across the plates, as well as a couple skull imprints. Above her armor she wears a satin blue silk cloak that hangs down from the back of her left shoulder, as well as a silk loincloth hanging from the front of her belt of similar color. Thrown sideways around her torso is a series of books and scrolls attached by chain.
Running up along the spine of her chestguard is a refractor field generator built into the plate itself, taking form of a small generator emitting a series of horizontal, blue lights up along the back of the chestplate, and shaped much like a human skeletal spine. When activated, a faint, blue and almost invisible barrier appears around her figure.
Her helmet is made out of the same material as that of her armor, and it takes the form of a gothic plated helmet, with a narrow but wide blue glass visor and a longer neck guard extending out behind her helmet. Two plastic tubes are attached to a rebreather device at the bottom mouth piece of her helmet, that stretch out on each side of her neck and down into a small, highly pressurized air tank built into the back of her chestguard.
Her boots are magnetic, and her entire suit when worn enables her to survive in space, and also provides immunity to most chemical and biological attacks. She carries enough oxygen to last for almost an hour.
Equipment:
Main Weapon: Her primary weapon is a two handed power-weapon in the form of an oversized saber with a sleek blade and an extended handle which doubles as a psyker staff, and adorned with sigils, trinkets, technological gadgets and inscriptions. She often uses her weapon in conjunction with her telekinetic powers to amplify its destructive potential.
Calisto. Plasma Pistol.
Ceremonial Dagger. In essence, just a normal albeit flashy dagger with an adorned handle. Typically only carried for show, but is sharp enough to slice through unprotected skin with ease, and small enough to be concealed without much problem.
Refractor Field. Description under Appearance.
2x Servo-Skulls: Familiars. Mostly used to store events, data, recordings and scrolls and provide reconnaissance.
Savior – Saved an influential nobleman by foreseeing his assassination, tossing him out of the way of the sniper’s bullet with her telekinetic powers and into a big wedding cake instead.
Guide – Saved a band of arbiters from the underworld of a hive world during an uprising by using her powers of divination to avoid the roaming mobs and gangs and reached safety without incident. Not a single shot was fired during their escape.
Fireteam – During an Ork incursion, she helped a fireteam of six guardsmen hold off a much larger band of orks after their sergeant was injured through using her powers of divination to guide their fire, turning what had been originally green recruits into seemingly crack shots. Any Ork that left its cover was immediately put down from long range, and when they mounted a frenzied charge together, they didn’t make it more than halfway across the field to the trenches before they were wiped out by precision fire.
Warpstorm over Mordran V - Adrianne was assigned to aid the planetary imperial garrison with culling a lesser greenskin uprising, assisting local Imperial Guard and Sisters of Battle forces with the purging when a warpstorm suddenly appeared over the otherwise peaceful colony world of Mordran V. Trapped on the planet, Adrianne found herself fighting for survival alongside her imperial guard as Chaos Ships appeared in orbit, and unleashed a ferocious invasion of the planet! Though the warpstorm only lasted for two weeks, by the time it had lifted, Mordran V had been transformed from a lush, promising garden world into a lifeless, daemon-infested hellscape, with most of its original population killed except for a few imperial strongholds that managed to weather the storm. Her experience from Mordran V would change Adrianne for ever. What had been a cautious girl that had stepped onto the planet would instead emerge a seemingly reckless with little to no restraint on her powers!
