Editing The Viaticus Dynasty

      

      

Once one of the most powerful Rogue Trader Dynasties in the Imperium, the remnants of the broken house now live in a few apartments maintained above the opulent family tomb with the interest of a few ancient investments and holdings. Ever since the last true Rogue Trader of Viaticus was lost in the Warp along with the Dynasty's flagship, the Dynasty has fallen into ruin. Now lacking a voidship of any kind, the planet-bound dynasty lives for the pride of its faded memory.

Once one of the most powerful Rogue Trader Dynasties in the Imperium, the remnants of the broken house now live in a few apartments maintained above the opulent family tomb with the interest of a few ancient investments and holdings. Ever since the last true Rogue Trader of Viaticus was lost in the Warp along with the Dynasty's flagship, the Dynasty has fallen into ruin. Now lacking a voidship of any kind, the planet-bound dynasty lives for the pride of its faded memory.

A few short months ago, the flagship reappeared above Exaviar's World without a soul aboard. Many took this as a sign of ill-omen, however with a ship again the dynasty has a second chance. The curse of House Viaticus might be at an end.

A few short months ago, the flagship reappeared above Exaviar's World without a soul aboard. Many took this as a sign of ill-omen, however with a ship again the dynasty has a second chance. The curse of House Viaticus might be at an end.

    

    

Named for the family that discovered, founded and gerrymandered it into it's current form, the Viaticus Demense shared in the fall of House Viaticus. Once the base of operations for a powerful Rogue Trader Dynasty, it is now a ruined subsector struggling to survive.

Named for the family that discovered, founded and gerrymandered it into it's current form, the Viaticus Demense shared in the fall of House Viaticus. Once the base of operations for a powerful Rogue Trader Dynasty, it is now a ruined subsector struggling to survive.

      

      

      

      

When the Viaticus Demense was settled, Exaviar's World was the largest and most beautiful world capable of supporting human life in the subsector. Now it is a hellish cross between a Hive World and a Forge World where no human could live for more than a minute outside of the artificial environments of the Hives or the massive Forge Cities. The places between the Hives are forests of scrap and seas of sludge, all composed of materials that have no possible use in voidship construction. The sky above is filled with a massive shipyard that over the centuries has eaten the entire planet and still hungers for more.

When the Viaticus Demense was settled, Exaviar's World was the largest and most beautiful world capable of supporting human life in the subsector. Now it is a hellish cross between a Hive World and a Forge World where no human could live for more than a minute outside of the artificial environments of the Hives or the massive Forge Cities. The places between the Hives are forests of scrap and seas of sludge, all composed of materials that have no possible use in voidship construction. The sky above is filled with a massive shipyard that over the centuries has eaten the entire planet and still hungers for more.

Exaviar's World has two moons: Drustilla and Silva.

Exaviar's World has two moons: Drustilla and Silva.

The larger of Exaviar's World's two moons, it is a polluted ruin of a Hive that has all but been depopulated by centuries of famine and disaster. Only strange degenerate mutants still live in the parts of the underhive that can still support some semblance of human life.

The larger of Exaviar's World's two moons, it is a polluted ruin of a Hive that has all but been depopulated by centuries of famine and disaster. Only strange degenerate mutants still live in the parts of the underhive that can still support some semblance of human life.

The smaller satellite of Exaviar's World, Silva was originally a prison moon until the prisoners led a revolution and took over. Now the moon is self-sufficient, and runs on a feudal society based primarily on servitor-serfs created from the original prison guards and their descendants. Exaviar's World has too many problems of it's own to try and retake the prison.

The smaller satellite of Exaviar's World, Silva was originally a prison moon until the prisoners led a revolution and took over. Now the moon is self-sufficient, and runs on a feudal society based primarily on servitor-serfs created from the original prison guards and their descendants. Exaviar's World has too many problems of it's own to try and retake the prison.

      

      

      

      

Orgicus is an efficiently-run, bountiful agri-world that has to throw out much of it's yield each year because it cannot get it moved off-world. The chartist captains who ship the food to the other planets in the sector are being preyed on by pirates, and attrition has worn down the fleets. There just aren't enough voidships to move food in the quantities that are needed.

Orgicus is an efficiently-run, bountiful agri-world that has to throw out much of it's yield each year because it cannot get it moved off-world. The chartist captains who ship the food to the other planets in the sector are being preyed on by pirates, and attrition has worn down the fleets. There just aren't enough voidships to move food in the quantities that are needed.

Of all the pirates, the world are the crew of the Good Omen. Originally a ship in the Viaticus fleet, when Agamemnon XXXIII disappeared the ship and her crew turned pirate. The Good Omen is a very fine craft, and more than a match for anything the subsector can muster. Exaviar's World is pushed to it's limit building it's tithe ships, it doesn't have the capacity to build more transports or warships to deal with the pirates.

Of all the pirates, the world are the crew of the Good Omen. Originally a ship in the Viaticus fleet, when Agamemnon XXXIII disappeared the ship and her crew turned pirate. The Good Omen is a very fine craft, and more than a match for anything the subsector can muster. Exaviar's World is pushed to it's limit building it's tithe ships, it doesn't have the capacity to build more transports or warships to deal with the pirates.

Formica is an Imperial World that declared independence from the Imperpium of Man almost 50 years ago. It didn't bother to inform the Imperium, and as their tithe is only due every 100 years the Imperium hasn't found out yet. Being from a remote and near-forgotten subsector, the people of Formica don't fully understand what they're doing by 'revolting'.

Formica is an Imperial World that declared independence from the Imperpium of Man almost 50 years ago. It didn't bother to inform the Imperium, and as their tithe is only due every 100 years the Imperium hasn't found out yet. Being from a remote and near-forgotten subsector, the people of Formica don't fully understand what they're doing by 'revolting'.

      

      

Formica's primary complaints are the inability of the Imperium to properly police shipping routes for piracy, what they see as excessive tithes, and a desire for freedom of religion.

Formica's primary complaints are the inability of the Imperium to properly police shipping routes for piracy, what they see as excessive tithes, and a desire for freedom of religion.

Kelevor is a planet with an extremely large quantity of adamantium, to which the Viaticus Dynasty still has hereditary mining rights to. The mining colony had already been built, and the most profitable period of the mining procedure was about to begin when the planet was overrun by a genestealer cult. Nobody knows what's going on down there anymore.

Kelevor is a planet with an extremely large quantity of adamantium, to which the Viaticus Dynasty still has hereditary mining rights to. The mining colony had already been built, and the most profitable period of the mining procedure was about to begin when the planet was overrun by a genestealer cult. Nobody knows what's going on down there anymore.

Rixis is a primordial jungle hell out of some genetic nightmare. Rixis is teeming with an overabundance of life, all in direct competition with each other for microscopic niches. It is impossible to ever be truly safe on Rixis, for no matter how much you know about the planet and it's many horrors, it is constantly evolving new ones.

Rixis is a primordial jungle hell out of some genetic nightmare. Rixis is teeming with an overabundance of life, all in direct competition with each other for microscopic niches. It is impossible to ever be truly safe on Rixis, for no matter how much you know about the planet and it's many horrors, it is constantly evolving new ones.

There is evidence of an technologically advanced xenos civilization that once lived on Rixis. A research colony was set up to study one of the more promising ruins, but in the centuries of surviving on Rixis the inhabitants 'went native'. The expression is not further defined in the report.

There is evidence of an technologically advanced xenos civilization that once lived on Rixis. A research colony was set up to study one of the more promising ruins, but in the centuries of surviving on Rixis the inhabitants 'went native'. The expression is not further defined in the report.

Volucris is the site of a failed human colony, but is otherwise uninhabited. It is perfectly habitable by humans, although it's cold and has harsh winters.

Volucris is the site of a failed human colony, but is otherwise uninhabited. It is perfectly habitable by humans, although it's cold and has harsh winters.

''See Also: [[Vessels of the Viaticus Dynasty]]''

''See Also: [[Vessels of the Viaticus Dynasty]]''

Born as the second son of Stavros and Sofia Viaticus thirty-eight years ago, Alexis became a lay brother of the Adeptus Ministorum , until the despair-borne suicide of his elder brother Kyrill twelve years ago. After that, Alexis was torn from a life of worship, forced to take up the mantle of a Trader. It rendered him a bitterly cynical creature at the same time.

Born as the second son of Stavros and Sofia Viaticus thirty-eight years ago, Alexis became a lay brother of the Adeptus Ministorum , until the despair-borne suicide of his elder brother Kyrill twelve years ago. After that, Alexis was torn from a life of worship, forced to take up the mantle of a Trader. It rendered him a bitterly cynical creature at the same time.

''An imposing man, driven and commanding. Surprising considering how little he wanted the job, before the death of his brother, Kyrill. I'd imagine that I'd get no thanks for killing that wastrel. My lot.'' - Darrius<br><br>

''An imposing man, driven and commanding. Surprising considering how little he wanted the job, before the death of his brother, Kyrill. I'd imagine that I'd get no thanks for killing that wastrel. My lot.'' - Darrius<br><br>

Quintus Aureleus (so-called because he was the fifth-named orphan in the month at the housing facility where he grew up) is a somewhat small man, in spite of his augmentation. Reaching barely 1.6 meters at full height, his solid presence might bring to mind a rather thin Squa-err, that is, he's rather short. Nevertheless, he radiates a strong sense of presence and a competence that is matched only by the reality of his capabilities.

Quintus Aureleus (so-called because he was the fifth-named orphan in the month at the housing facility where he grew up) is a somewhat small man, in spite of his augmentation. Reaching barely 1.6 meters at full height, his solid presence might bring to mind a rather thin Squa-err, that is, he's rather short. Nevertheless, he radiates a strong sense of presence and a competence that is matched only by the reality of his capabilities.

''Quintus Aureleus is an oddity, even among the Tech-Priests of the Mechanicum but very tolerable. His skills are obvious, and I find his social graces a surprising change given his professions usual lacking.'' - Darrius

''Quintus Aureleus is an oddity, even among the Tech-Priests of the Mechanicum but very tolerable. His skills are obvious, and I find his social graces a surprising change given his professions usual lacking.'' - Darrius

House Yevgeny is of noble Valhallan stock. Once, they were a loyal vassal family to the Viaticus Dynasty, before the gradual dwindling of the Dynasty's fortunes meant that the Yevgenys were essentially absolved of their oaths to the once-great Rogue Trader house and left to find their own fortune in the galaxy. They chose to take over the defunct radethium mines that they negotiated with House Viaticus for, and as luck would have it, a new seam of the precious mineral was found the moment the ink dried on the Instrument of Transfer.  

House Yevgeny is of noble Valhallan stock. Once, they were a loyal vassal family to the Viaticus Dynasty, before the gradual dwindling of the Dynasty's fortunes meant that the Yevgenys were essentially absolved of their oaths to the once-great Rogue Trader house and left to find their own fortune in the galaxy. They chose to take over the defunct radethium mines that they negotiated with House Viaticus for, and as luck would have it, a new seam of the precious mineral was found the moment the ink dried on the Instrument of Transfer.  

''Boris, what can be said? He's loyal to the Captain, and his oath. That is more then most. He does his job with admirable enthusiasm, but some of his squad bear watching.'' - Darrius

''Boris, what can be said? He's loyal to the Captain, and his oath. That is more then most. He does his job with admirable enthusiasm, but some of his squad bear watching.'' - Darrius

A scion of a minor branch of famous Shrouded House of Navis Nobilitae, he was sent out to the world as expendable test subject. If he survives, that's for the glory of the House, if not... well, fate's ways are unpredictable.

A scion of a minor branch of famous Shrouded House of Navis Nobilitae, he was sent out to the world as expendable test subject. If he survives, that's for the glory of the House, if not... well, fate's ways are unpredictable.

He did return, but not in the way everyone expected. He was assigned as junior Navigator to the Giganticus XIII transport; during his first flight, the ship suffered a breach of Gellar field and had to immediately return to Materium.

He did return, but not in the way everyone expected. He was assigned as junior Navigator to the Giganticus XIII transport; during his first flight, the ship suffered a breach of Gellar field and had to immediately return to Materium.

''Navigators aren't easy to come by, especially for a House barely holding on. You take what you can get, and Rossy is what we have. He'll do, but he also bears watching. That far away look, back to the crash. I wonder if he brought anything back with him?'' - Darrius

''Navigators aren't easy to come by, especially for a House barely holding on. You take what you can get, and Rossy is what we have. He'll do, but he also bears watching. That far away look, back to the crash. I wonder if he brought anything back with him?'' - Darrius

Born on the Imperial world of Vanthek in the Tempus Segmatum, a world well known for it's artists, stark beauty, and being a hotbed for cultist and rectivist activity, leaving horrible things lurking in the dark corners of that world. The Marlith family was a rather well to do artisan family, operating a media empire that churned out penthrift dreadfuls and holo-plays across the sector showing the unusual view point of that uncertain world. Aeysha was the youngest of three children, and was always a bit of the odd one out when family was concerned save for her loving mother that tried to support her in becoming one of the artists in the family's many studios. Of course living on a world full of corruption meant that the Inquisition was all but ever present, and when young Aeysha found she had the gift for witchery the Inquisition wasn't too far behind.  

Born on the Imperial world of Vanthek in the Tempus Segmatum, a world well known for it's artists, stark beauty, and being a hotbed for cultist and rectivist activity, leaving horrible things lurking in the dark corners of that world. The Marlith family was a rather well to do artisan family, operating a media empire that churned out penthrift dreadfuls and holo-plays across the sector showing the unusual view point of that uncertain world. Aeysha was the youngest of three children, and was always a bit of the odd one out when family was concerned save for her loving mother that tried to support her in becoming one of the artists in the family's many studios. Of course living on a world full of corruption meant that the Inquisition was all but ever present, and when young Aeysha found she had the gift for witchery the Inquisition wasn't too far behind.  

''Psykers. Never been that comfortable around them. A man who makes his living through secrets learns to watch those that can read them through the air. But they have their uses.'' - Darrius

''Psykers. Never been that comfortable around them. A man who makes his living through secrets learns to watch those that can read them through the air. But they have their uses.'' - Darrius

Born the fifth son of Laurentine and Septimus Viaticus, two idle nobles who made social climbing their art and passion. Their other children strove to the same level of idleness and wastrel, making Darrius the exception. He stood out with his skill for figures and commerce at a young age, a rare useful personage in a branch of the family tree that was withering.

Born the fifth son of Laurentine and Septimus Viaticus, two idle nobles who made social climbing their art and passion. Their other children strove to the same level of idleness and wastrel, making Darrius the exception. He stood out with his skill for figures and commerce at a young age, a rare useful personage in a branch of the family tree that was withering.

''"Surpirsingly, my own inquires turned empty on him. Either he's one '''very''' suitable for this job, or he's nobody that gained Lord Captain's trust through nepotism..." - Ramirez

''"Surpirsingly, my own inquires turned empty on him. Either he's one '''very''' suitable for this job, or he's nobody that gained Lord Captain's trust through nepotism..." - Ramirez

'''Esmeralda Astaran, First Officer.'''  The hard-bitten First Officer is a former member of His Holy Navy, dishonourably discharged for striking a superior officer in battle.

'''Esmeralda Astaran, First Officer.'''  The hard-bitten First Officer is a former member of His Holy Navy, dishonourably discharged for striking a superior officer in battle.

What is not mentioned is that in doing so she saved nearly twenty-five thousand crew under her command and the Imperial Navy frigate Siriwan from the orders of their captain. After their captain froze up, paralyzed by indecision, during a battle against the vile Orkoid menace, she relieved him from command and avoided the destruction of the Siriwan and the subsequent looting of the attendant Munitorum supply convoy, outmaneuvering three Brute-class ram-ships.  

What is not mentioned is that in doing so she saved nearly twenty-five thousand crew under her command and the Imperial Navy frigate Siriwan from the orders of their captain. After their captain froze up, paralyzed by indecision, during a battle against the vile Orkoid menace, she relieved him from command and avoided the destruction of the Siriwan and the subsequent looting of the attendant Munitorum supply convoy, outmaneuvering three Brute-class ram-ships.  

'''Gorol Tridarmo, Master of Etherics.'''  Last scion of the Tridarmo family, who have for centuries provided House Viaticus with Auger-Adepts, this middle-aged man was overjoyed when Alexis himself visited Gorol and his wife in their middle-hive quarters to tell him of his duties. While technically not trained in the use of shipboard augers, Tridarmo is a remarkably fast learner and a skilled organizer, putting his years as a low-level clerk to good use by providing the Lord-Captain with concise, precise summaries of the auger-data collected by his subordinates. Childless despite fifteen years of happy marriage, he and his wife plan to permanently move onto the ship and, maybe, adopt so that the line of Tridarmos can continue to serve House Viaticus, pending the approval of Lord-Captain Alexis.

'''Gorol Tridarmo, Master of Etherics.'''  Last scion of the Tridarmo family, who have for centuries provided House Viaticus with Auger-Adepts, this middle-aged man was overjoyed when Alexis himself visited Gorol and his wife in their middle-hive quarters to tell him of his duties. While technically not trained in the use of shipboard augers, Tridarmo is a remarkably fast learner and a skilled organizer, putting his years as a low-level clerk to good use by providing the Lord-Captain with concise, precise summaries of the auger-data collected by his subordinates. Childless despite fifteen years of happy marriage, he and his wife plan to permanently move onto the ship and, maybe, adopt so that the line of Tridarmos can continue to serve House Viaticus, pending the approval of Lord-Captain Alexis.

'''Olim, Master of the Armoury.''' A tall and imposing mixture of machinery and flesh, this tech-priest catalogs and maintains the weapons on the ship as well as the great shells of the vessel itself. Often called upon, with his fellow priests of the sacred armaments, to repair worn equipment, Olim has a rather low opinion of the on-board military.

'''Olim, Master of the Armoury.''' A tall and imposing mixture of machinery and flesh, this tech-priest catalogs and maintains the weapons on the ship as well as the great shells of the vessel itself. Often called upon, with his fellow priests of the sacred armaments, to repair worn equipment, Olim has a rather low opinion of the on-board military.

'''Desiree Chastel, Omnissianic Congregator''' The perky tech-priestess who seems utterly unfazed by just about anything thrown at her. Takes responsibility for the team's wargear and like most tech-priests, ends up spending a lot of time talking to the machines she is assigned to look after. Is a close friend of Florence and is frequently found in the apothecarion doing maintenance on the equipment there.

'''Desiree Chastel, Omnissianic Congregator''' The perky tech-priestess who seems utterly unfazed by just about anything thrown at her. Takes responsibility for the team's wargear and like most tech-priests, ends up spending a lot of time talking to the machines she is assigned to look after. Is a close friend of Florence and is frequently found in the apothecarion doing maintenance on the equipment there.

'''Elias Viaticus, Confessor'''.  Second cousin to Alexis and a pious member of the clergy.  While young, his ability to bring the stories of saints and legends alive during his sermons inspires faith in even the most cynical guardsman.  However, his lack of ambition or even understanding of worldly matters means that he will likely never reach a higher post than that of a House priest or (as in this case) a ship's confessor.

'''Elias Viaticus, Confessor'''.  Second cousin to Alexis and a pious member of the clergy.  While young, his ability to bring the stories of saints and legends alive during his sermons inspires faith in even the most cynical guardsman.  However, his lack of ambition or even understanding of worldly matters means that he will likely never reach a higher post than that of a House priest or (as in this case) a ship's confessor.

'''Malakai Nommo''' Thanks to him, Ramirez return under the Throne's Light with sound mind and soul. This man had a talent to calm down the afraid or enraged people, as well as inspire them to great deeds.

'''Malakai Nommo''' Thanks to him, Ramirez return under the Throne's Light with sound mind and soul. This man had a talent to calm down the afraid or enraged people, as well as inspire them to great deeds.

'''Davis Rosienada''' The best astropath on the team, a rather old man who seems to keep age at bay by foul language and simple stuborness. Often keeps his white hair long, letting it cover his hollow eyes making him look like a shaggy dog wandering about the ship. Anybody choosing to make fun of this fact usually finds themselves punching themselves in the face a few second latter. He is a bit miffed that Aeysha is the head of the choir despite not being that skilled in singing to the void, but the fact that she can seperate himself from the blunt fools, makes it well worth the trouble.

'''Davis Rosienada''' The best astropath on the team, a rather old man who seems to keep age at bay by foul language and simple stuborness. Often keeps his white hair long, letting it cover his hollow eyes making him look like a shaggy dog wandering about the ship. Anybody choosing to make fun of this fact usually finds themselves punching themselves in the face a few second latter. He is a bit miffed that Aeysha is the head of the choir despite not being that skilled in singing to the void, but the fact that she can seperate himself from the blunt fools, makes it well worth the trouble.

'''Allegra Paitosia''' Coming from an artistic background like Aeysha, they usually get along fairly well, save for when she is screetching out a message in some foreign Hive Dialect. Sees herself as an artist of the Warp and sings her messages to the stars, much to many of the other choir member's horror. While Davis is the best astropath, Allegra definately has the most range out of the choir able to hit worlds many light years distant from her senior's targets. Unfortunatley often those far flung worlds mostly get a melody or the vaguest of messages drowned out by her own emotions.

'''Allegra Paitosia''' Coming from an artistic background like Aeysha, they usually get along fairly well, save for when she is screetching out a message in some foreign Hive Dialect. Sees herself as an artist of the Warp and sings her messages to the stars, much to many of the other choir member's horror. While Davis is the best astropath, Allegra definately has the most range out of the choir able to hit worlds many light years distant from her senior's targets. Unfortunatley often those far flung worlds mostly get a melody or the vaguest of messages drowned out by her own emotions.

'''Lom''' He might seem like a dull and dumb boy, this appearance is deceptive. He's rather smart and inventive, but only in two areas: 1) avoiding studying, work, and the similar chores; 2) getting out of the mess he created thanks to his lack of skills. He isn't, of course, always successful in that.

'''Lom''' He might seem like a dull and dumb boy, this appearance is deceptive. He's rather smart and inventive, but only in two areas: 1) avoiding studying, work, and the similar chores; 2) getting out of the mess he created thanks to his lack of skills. He isn't, of course, always successful in that.

'''Fuchs''' Well, she's a girl who studies hard, and have a good, cheerful personality. On the other hand, she's curious to a fail and talks too much and too fast. This caused her a lot of troubles in the past and Emperor alone knows how much are still waiting to happen.

'''Fuchs''' Well, she's a girl who studies hard, and have a good, cheerful personality. On the other hand, she's curious to a fail and talks too much and too fast. This caused her a lot of troubles in the past and Emperor alone knows how much are still waiting to happen.

'''Corporal D'Amage, Master of Ordinance''' The Squad's resident demolitions expert. Prone to cackling and using far more explosive than is required, reasonable, safe or sane. Despite his own lack of faith in the Imperial Creed, has invariably converted his fellow squadmates to worship of the Emperor. At least, everyone suddenly finds some piety when they realise that they're in the same fireteam as him. Has only one eye, and it is rumored that the other one is a grenade for when he invariably decides to go out with a bang.

'''Corporal D'Amage, Master of Ordinance''' The Squad's resident demolitions expert. Prone to cackling and using far more explosive than is required, reasonable, safe or sane. Despite his own lack of faith in the Imperial Creed, has invariably converted his fellow squadmates to worship of the Emperor. At least, everyone suddenly finds some piety when they realise that they're in the same fireteam as him. Has only one eye, and it is rumored that the other one is a grenade for when he invariably decides to go out with a bang.

'''Dr. Luscinia, Chief Chirurgeon''' The busty, attractive medicae of the Squad. Always found with a pleasant smile on her face, and is deeply concerned for her patients. She has a warm and caring personality, and is the second in command of the Squad when Boris isn't around. She also performs amputations in person with a Ministorum battlepriest's eviscerator, and as of their demobbing, has had more close combat kills than the entire rest of the Platoon combined.

'''Dr. Luscinia, Chief Chirurgeon''' The busty, attractive medicae of the Squad. Always found with a pleasant smile on her face, and is deeply concerned for her patients. She has a warm and caring personality, and is the second in command of the Squad when Boris isn't around. She also performs amputations in person with a Ministorum battlepriest's eviscerator, and as of their demobbing, has had more close combat kills than the entire rest of the Platoon combined.

'''Annabelle Smith, Personal Aide to the Lord-Captain''' The twenty-something aide to Lord-Captain Lupin is, snarky tongues say, the singlemost deadpan individual on Exaviar's World, someone who would use the same tone of voice describe the details of a thirty-megaton food hauler's cargo to an attack by blood-crazed traitor Astartes. Came into the service of Alexis after he won her work-contract in an extended game of Hexagon Chess with a less-than-legal individual. She, in turn, took it in stride with nothing more than a "Very well" and a rucksack's worth of personal possessions. Now, five years later, she is still very much the same: ever deadpan, entirely lacking a sense of humor and a talented time manager. Physically attractive, but rendered less-than-interesting to the Lord-Captain due to her wooden personality, though still highly valued as an assistant.

'''Annabelle Smith, Personal Aide to the Lord-Captain''' The twenty-something aide to Lord-Captain Lupin is, snarky tongues say, the singlemost deadpan individual on Exaviar's World, someone who would use the same tone of voice describe the details of a thirty-megaton food hauler's cargo to an attack by blood-crazed traitor Astartes. Came into the service of Alexis after he won her work-contract in an extended game of Hexagon Chess with a less-than-legal individual. She, in turn, took it in stride with nothing more than a "Very well" and a rucksack's worth of personal possessions. Now, five years later, she is still very much the same: ever deadpan, entirely lacking a sense of humor and a talented time manager. Physically attractive, but rendered less-than-interesting to the Lord-Captain due to her wooden personality, though still highly valued as an assistant.

'''John Sammus''' Old Dead Molly's aren't easy to find. Killers, sure. But not loyal killers. But when you rescue their son's from Imperial prisons and erase what records you can find, that usually helps. John pulls his weight on the ship though with his ability to find a black market deal three decks away. If its illegal, and valuable John can usually track it down. A skill his mother looks on with no small amount of pride at.

'''John Sammus''' Old Dead Molly's aren't easy to find. Killers, sure. But not loyal killers. But when you rescue their son's from Imperial prisons and erase what records you can find, that usually helps. John pulls his weight on the ship though with his ability to find a black market deal three decks away. If its illegal, and valuable John can usually track it down. A skill his mother looks on with no small amount of pride at.

'''Catstartes''' is Enginseer Didi's pet kitten. She has white fur and likes curling around the techpriestess' neck. Very fond of backrubs and anchovies, but will disembowel mice in a pinch.

'''Catstartes''' is Enginseer Didi's pet kitten. She has white fur and likes curling around the techpriestess' neck. Very fond of backrubs and anchovies, but will disembowel mice in a pinch.