Courtesan implants: Until removed, she infertile, and imune/resistent to STDs, nor can she carry them. Her life span, and especially youth, is extended.
Hidden Sheathes: These small, subtle skin pouches in her forearms conceal twin switchblades. The switchblades are of exceptional quality and Mono.
I wrote the name of this stealth armor down, but can't find it. She has a best craft suit of it, surgical attached, so that it fits like a second skin, is not easily removed, and she has full sensitivity through it. In spite of this, it provides 3 all-over armor (after application of Best Craftmanship modifications) and +10% bonus to Silent Moves and Concealment checks made when naked (before aplication of best craftmanship aplications.)
I don't know the rules for stacking armor, but if she does so, it would probably be with either a mesh body stocking under the rest of her clothes, or, if going to an all out war or a ceremonial occasion, some sort of military grade armor of ceremonial cut (AKA femenine, maybe with ceremite heals, high but not spiked) that is relatively mobile, not unlike the woman with the top knot and the sword on the cover of the dark heresy book.
Main weapons; 1-2 Mono edged fine craft swords.
1-4 mono edged, fine craft, daggers ballanced for either combat or throwing.
1-2 Las Pistols with red dot laser sites and overcharge packs.
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Devi grow up in a family of acrobats in a merchant-carnival on a fairly backwards imperial world. (Most folks would gawk if they saw a car or a plane. Maybe their local lord or a wealthy tech priest owns one. But they get around on foot or by cart horse, or carriage if they're well to do.)
Her family are jengluers in the French, jugglers, acrobats, sword swallowers, and fire eaters. The women of the carnival are also expected to 'entertain' well paying customers from maturity 'til their looks start to slide, then they can marry other carny folk and settle down.
Well, Devi got a few years reprieve from the wench duty on account of being such a talented acrobat and on account of being so beautiful that they figured her virginity would go for a fairly good price.
Well, when she was sixteen, ripe, gorgeous, and remarkably buxom for an acrobat, the carny owners started talking about where they'd find a man rich enough to be her first client before the naturally friendly and sensual girl did something stupid and got herself ravished, or even more stupid and ran off with a dashing young man.
When a richly dressed and armored man, an off worlder by his accent and the technology he and his retinue were carting around, showed up at the show, while there were some nerves about what he was doing in these parts, they weren't about to miss the opportunity, and put on a good and subtle show that the rich man, being Inquisitor Wolf out of dress uniform, saw right through, but was amused to go along with.
Effectively, the show's owner and higher ups played a bit sterner and crueler than they actually were when in sight of the young women, while escorting him to the performance, in which the young woman had been instructed to wear a rather skimpier and more expensive outfit than usual.
She was comely, and the inquisitors eye did linger over her, for by now he was fairly certain that he was only here because the men in the last town had shifted the blame to relatively innocent carney folk, as townsfolk were want to do, and he could amuse himself and return in the morning to give the liars a painful lesson in the error of their ways.
The owner idily mentioned that the young acrobats first night in a gentleman's bed was negotiable, but that his wife handled such things.
After the show, two other acrobats, the girls father and mother approached the inquisitor at seperate times, playing their assigned rolls with sincerity, praying that their daughter might find a truly gentle man for her first lover, rather than the hard handed and cruel lords of the next province.
For whatever reason, it pleased the inquisitor to pay the show's owner the pittance that he believed was a fantastic sum for the girl's virginity, and then enjoy the night introducing her to the ways of womanhood in a mutually remarkable night.
The men the inquisitor was after desceneded upon the show that night while the inquisitor was fatigued from his pleasures.
There was some fighting, many cultists and mutants died, but the inquisitors men fled or were captured, and the inquisitor and the girl they found him with were taken to the heretic lord's castle.
The heretic lord, a mutant with two members, and his two henchgirls, took the carny girl too the prison in the dungeons where the Inquisitor was in chains and tormented him first by molesting and ravishing the girl he'd been so tender with, then the two henchgirls with their beautiful and profane bodies had their way with him while whispering dark scriptures into his ears. The dark lord sat in a large chair and watched, amused, while still having his way with the carny girl who squeeled and whimpered and cried as her vessel flowed uncontrollably.
When at last they'd tired, the girl was taken up to the Dark Lord's harem and left in a chamber, bound in hemp ropes, while the dark lord and his strongest knights road out to hunt down the Inquisitors remaining acolytes.
After some sobbing, and some sleep, and a great many prayers to the emperor, Devi found the strength to do what only she could. In the darkness of the night, she slipped her bonds one by one, then moved slowly through the castle, first with kitchen knives, and then with stolen daggers, she assassinated the arms men and devoted heretics 'til she reached the dungeon with keys. She released the inquisitor, knelt, and presented him with his sword, guns, and armor. "Inquisitor Wolfe. Last night, i gave you my innocence, and you taught me love. This night I have spilled the blood of 13 heretics to set you free. Seeing your beautiful face again, you have taught me the meaning of righteousness. I humbly ask this boon. Make me your assassin."
So he did.