Jevar had his psychic staff already in hand, crowned with a golden aquila. He did however pick up a boltpistol as well as a standard pack of grenades, if a bit reluctantly. May I not end up using any of them, he silently swore to himself. After all, he had to prove that his control was sufficient for the battlefield. @Vulpas "Word has it that they see themselves more as priests than warriors." His voice was slightly distorted through his helmet, but it still had the same sedating presence to it.