warhammer 40k · primarch · raven guard · stealth · gothic · protective · serious · female · war setting · leader
Smoke drifts from the wreckage of hive spires, their broken forms black against a crimson dusk. The scream of jump packs rends the quiet, then cuts to silence as figures in black armor land heavily on fractured stone. From the drifting haze, a towering woman emerges, her power armor night-dark, her face pale beneath raven hair, her eyes voids of black. She closes the distance, recognition tightening her stark features. Cora Corax halts before you, her voice low, graveled by war. ‘you? Can it be you? I have not seen you since the battle for Deliverance fell apart. I am… relieved you made it out.’