The psyker is fleshed out more, Inquisition inklings have been tossed.<br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Pyrist Cain Mallear<br/><br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human: Imperial Psyker<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong>36 (12 of which were on a Black Ship and at Holy Terra for Psykic Judgement and Training)<br/><br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>Picture found Here. (http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs31/f/2008/229/1/0/RedMage_by_FantasyAce.jpg) One of the few to escape the true horrors and disfigurations of the Black Ships of the Adeptus Astropathica, he has fair skin and close cropped dark brown hair. His eyes are a slate green and shine with an incandescence of psychic bleed off. Being a pyromancer, he gives off a slight psychic smell of incense laced with smoldering paper.<br/><br/><strong>Position on the ship:</strong>Esteemed Passenger, offering his services for room, board, and a percentage of successful ventures.<br/><br/><strong>Equipment:</strong><br/>-Carapace Chest Plate<br/>-LasPistol, 4 charge packs<br/>-Psy Focus (Necklace)<br/>-Power Sword (Good Quality)<br/>-Psykana Knife (Necklace)<br/>-Deck of Cards<br/>-Violin (Good Quality)<br/><br/><strong>Reason for being on the Ship:</strong>Drifter. If he wasn't traveling around the galaxy on this ship he would most likely be on some orbital or other World working for the Imperium or dead on Seldon's Folly.<br/><br/><strong>Bio:</strong>Cain Mallear was a newly inducted Battle Psyker when he was stationed with a contingent of the Imperial Guard. After months in the Warp, the troop carriers slid back into realspace above the Chaos invaded world of Seldon's Folly. The initial landings proved successfull, but the battle quickly turned into a meat-grinder as Chaos daemons and heretics spawned from what remained of the local population on the Hive World. Fighting was brutal, constant, and very personal. Soldiers not only fought for ground, they warred within their own souls over the subtle influence of Chaos. Cain and many other psykers were as much a source of inspiration as a liability due to their nature of shielding their battle brethren or succumbing to the Taint.<br/><br/>Towards the ending months of the engagement, Battleship commanders decided it was more prudent to just raze the planet with all on it. It would be easier and less time consuming to just kill everything rather than sort out the Chaos-tainted survivors. Engaging daemons in a Moholithic mining factory, it wasn't until Cain and division survivors resurfaced that they found the planet charred and sheeted in glass.<br/><br/>Resigning himself to his fate, Cain meditated in the wind swept peace of the devastated landscape content that his end would come peacefully where so many others mutated, burned, and corrupted along with their souls. Days passed and Cain was nearing the end when the tiny prick of psyniscience told of another psyker in the blackness of space. Cain reached out and touched the mind of the other. Within hours, the Hull of the<em>Void Bound</em>could be seen as a tiny speck against the black.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>