"Very interesting. Not even power armor, yet it bares the plate of a Master Artificer. I hope you are proud of it, who needs a damn castle, eh?" He walked around the man he spoke with, truly admiring the design of the Armor. This ship was full of surprises. As he was going to take another lap ar0und the map he saw another figure who had been standing alone, to the side of the pit. "Excuse me, sir..."

He walked up to the woman in Power Armor. His limp noticeable as he moved with his cane. He cleared his throat and tipped his hat before talking to the Woman."Hello sister...of the Argent Shrounds?" he asked curiously.

Jean turned to face him and smiled. She bowed and then gave a quick nod. "Battle Sister Jean of the Argent Shroud. A pleasure to meet you Inquisitor." She added, seemed it was even far less often she spoke to an Inquisitor. "I think I recall hearing about your presence here. But perhaps I'm mistaken." She paused. "Forgive me if I'm speaking out of turn."

"Oh I don't doubt you had heard of my presence here.". He tipped his hat again at her and moved to a more comfortable standing position. No longer slumping and almost eye level." I am Inquisitor Manner Aspin, of the Ordo Sicarius. So, what brings a sister of the Adepta Sororitas here?"

Jean smiled for a moment. "A pleasure to meet you Inquisitor." She paused for a moment and then shrugged. "My presence, or participation if you prefer, was requested. So here I am. I guess it's really as simple as that... Unless you're asking why I'm here instead of someone else? If so, well then, your guess is as good as mine. I don't know exactly why I'm here other than I was requested to be here." She took note of his posture. "Is... Everything alright Inquisitor?"

(OOC: I am confused... Where can I continue my char? She went to her quarters but I find it hard to imagine a good place for a private imperial guard)

"Oh, yes, Im quite alright." He moved his coat aside, revealing several pouches, a book, and a small staff. What the Inquisitor was trying to show his glossy copper colored leg. The leg was swarmed by ribbons and Spiritual litany. "This gives me a sort of stance not to common for most. The cane is not for decoration, I assure you." He flashed a smile before he pulled out a deck of cards. "Come Jean, let us figure out why you were picked to join."

He began to walk with a slight limp towards a square table that had been set up with several chairs. Manner next set the deck on the table. With little effort the deck began to shuffle itself with great speed and effeciency. The deck mid shuffle spat out three card, all three of them faced down. The deck stopped shuffling right as the Inquisitor sat down. A light emitting from the center of the deck, all the cards sprang back up into Manner's hand.

"From left or from right?" He asked the Soroita gently.

Jean followed close behind the Inquisitor, taking a seat if he did. She watched the deck for several moments, quite intrigued by it. "Well hmm... Right?"

OOC it is a big and old ship, imagine they placing her room near one of the Stormtrooper barracks. But you can continue wherever you wish, it's your char after all

The Card flipped over slightly before the Soroita finished her sentence. It had only a a Picture of a holy warrior with his armour and weapons displayed before him. Dead soldier litter the previous battlefield. The Warrior was the Emperor of Mankind. "You seem to be brave, but possibly overzealous because of strong pride. The card has altered to your path..." The Inquisitor took the card to him and flipped it over, this time with his hand. He flipped it back to himself and showed the Soritas. "No bodies should remain.".

The Inquisitor was correct. Now it just showed the man with a field in the background, not a battle zone or dead men.

"Next?" He asked Jean.

The card intrigued her, but she was curious what the rest would say. Perhaps they knew more of her than she did? Maybe she was thinking about it wrong? This whole thing was new to her anyway. "Center?"