Im perfectly fine with giving up the Inquisitor Retinue slot should somebody else wish to play. :)
Name: Sister Clarice Antellei
Age: 51
Sex: Female
Title: Inquisitor Retinue, Sister Hospitaller of the Order of Sanctity
Description: Sister Clarice stands around 5'8", and weighs around 144 lbs. The woman is not frail in any sense of the word, her body toned to near perfection from both training in the Schola Progenium, and in the Adepta Sororitas. Her raven black hair is kept short, bangs just reaching the bridge of her nose, the rest the length to her chin. Eyes the light blue color of glacial ice seem frigid to her enemies, but are kind and gentle pools tho those under her care. A tattoo of the fleur-de-lis in red ink floats on the crest of her cheek bone, just below her right eye. No scars mar the porcelain skin of her face, but there exist many upon her arms, legs, chest and back, from both combat and punishment. In the comfort of her modest room appointed to her by the Inquisitor Whitefire, or in the halls of the Apothecarium, she wears a simple white orderlies dress, with silver veined corset and hood. Her battle plate, worn only during missions with the Inquisitor, is stark white enameled ceramite, with robes chased in silver with ever so tiny embroidered fleur-de-lis, a gold aquila eched across the busom of her chestpiece and left pauldron. The right pauldron is red enamel, the silver fleur-de-lis embossed behind a smaller gold shield, the caudecus etched into the shield. In robes or in powered plate, her right forearm carries the symbol of her office, the Narthecium, and around her waist is a portable Diagnosticator, Rosarius beads, and her Litanies of Faith.
Bio: Orphaned at a young age, parents dying in the war for Medusa V, Sister Clarice was handed to the Schola Progenium. Life was tough, as she was not one of the brilliant young minds sent for the training needed to become future generals or inquisitors or commissars. Clarice had to work and study hard to keep afloat. She prayed hard to the God Emperor, blessed is His light, nightly before bed, and daily after morning ablutions. The only trouble she was ever in was after the Lord Progenia's favorite kell hound was accidently hit by a passing vehicle, and Clarice was found trying to nurse him back to health without informing the school masters and mistresses. At the age of 12, the Adeptas Sororitas recruited her, and shipped her off to Ophelia VII for training. The temple planet was both inspiring, breathtaking, and terribly horrifying to her, for while the entire planet's crust was covered in beautiful shrines and palaces and training grounds for only those who's faith is unerring in the Emperor, if one listened carefully in the right places, you could hear the screaming of the tortured heretics held in the dungeons below. Sister Clarice did not falter in the slightest however, blossoming into a courageous fighter on top of a practiced apothecary, joining the ranks of the Order of Sanctity as a Sister Hospitaller. Currently on assignment for the last 7 years as religious tether and field medic for Inquisitor Whitefire, she has grown accustomed to being without other Sisters, and depending on those she serves with as friends.
Wargear: Adeptas Sororitas Power Armor, Narthecium, Diagnosticator, Rosarius power shield, Litanies of Faith, Combi-flamer, frag and krak grenades, Chainsword, datapad.
Combat Style: Sister Clarice knows that the role of the Hospitaller is that of combat support, and field medic. She drags people to safety at tends to wounds immediately if she can.
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