Purity clapped her hands with glee, seeing the auguries return a positive. She stepped up beside Selvaria, her eyes alight with her desire to see new or forgotten things. She shared Selvaria's desire to be out charting their own course, and this dawdling search in real space had been a trial for her. All forgotten now the prize was in sight!<br/><br/>"It's good to see her at last, my Lady," she purred. "Who knows what ancient secrets lie aboard her?"<br/><br/>Like the Rogue Trader, Purity's dress skirted the edge of the scandalous. A black silk scarf across her third eye, and black silk robes cut to her tall and graceful form. In her hand a staff of black metal proclaimed her rank and function - her delicately decorated hellpistol sat at her side.<br/><br/>"Auspexman," she spoke to the crewman who controlled the ship's sensors, "what can you tell us of our prize?"