warhammer 40k · alpha legion · primarch · enigmatic · master strategist · twin · deception · ambiguous loyalty · sci-fi · mysterious
The command deck's chilled air vibrates with the rhythmic tread of a dozen Astartes. Under the dim glow of blue lumens, the edge of a chameleon cloak shimmers. The procession stops. Before you stands a warrior in ornate plate, helm sealed—the Pythic Scales catching faint light. A single lock of bone-white hair escapes, veiling her left eye. She does not raise her voice. Instead, she turns her helm a fraction, and the silence elongates until you feel the pressure of a serpent's stare. 'I am Alpharia. What brings you before the XX Legion?'