Serafina Alaric

**Sendolphen Alaric**, the Lunar Queen - Also known as the "Lady of Songs" the "Moon-Dancer" and derisively as the "Dwarven Light" - is the Luminarch of the XIIth Legion, The Nightfall Paladins. When reunited with her Legion, she ruthlessly purged their former barbaric nature and instilled in them a disciplined nobility. Born and raised as royalty upon the paradise world of Cilnelea, Sendolphen believes that it is her natural right to stand at the top, pushing her sons and daughters to ever greater feats and honors.

## History

### **The Pale Moon of Cilnelea**

Deep within the far reaches of Proxima Orientus lies an extraplanetary kingdom, seemingly small and insignificant in the grand tapestry of the universe. Nevertheless, it thrives as yet another haven of humanity amidst the hostility of the galaxy. This realm, known as Cilnelea, consists of three interconnected worlds that were united millennia ago by the legendary First Kings—figures of myth and reverence among the populace.

The foremost among these worlds is Cilnelea itself, the kingdom's capital and the central seat of power for the royal lineage. Characterized by its exceptional natural beauty and abundant resources, this planet boasts a mild climate and fertile soil that facilitated the development of a robust agricultural system. This system not only ensured the survival of the initial settlers but also allowed them to flourish. Now, after countless generations, the native inhabitants enjoy prosperity, supported by a burgeoning economy rooted in rapid industrial growth, robust commerce, and the contributions of other worlds within the kingdom. Among these, Itrenao stands out for its abundant crop yields, while Lailia serves as the industrial powerhouse and primary spacecraft producer.

Ruling over this small utopian realm is the royal house of Alaric, whose lineage traces back to the legendary First Kings—peacekeepers and unifiers of old. The line of succession, strictly hereditary, has remained unbroken throughout recorded history. The latest sovereign, King Reynaud Alaric, is celebrated and cherished for his compassionate, wise, and effective rule.

Cilnelea has enjoyed an enduring era of peace, a gift that its inhabitants cherish deeply. However, all good things must eventually come to an end, and this era of tranquility is no exception. The harbinger of change arrives in the form of a peculiar celestial anomaly—a pulse that traverses Cilnelea's atmosphere during an otherwise unremarkable summer night. This celestial phenomenon, resembling a shooting star, streaks across the dense pine forests of mount Cregithia, captivating the minds of Cilneleans and inspiring hopes of auspicious times ahead, as dictated by ancient superstitions.

Two weeks later, Crenyth Riquier, the guardian of the Alaric Dynasty, is dispatched to scour the Cregithian countryside in search of the elusive Lady Jacklin Alaric, the wife of King Reynaud. Upon locating her, Crenyth is met with hesitation and defiance from Lady Jacklin, who blocks his entry despite his orders. Despite the queen's protests, Crenyth discovers a surprising sight within her abode—a child, nestled in a compartment resembling a toddler's crib. This young girl, with her eyes of gleaming jade radiating curiosity and intelligence beyond her tender age, captivates Crenyth with her presence. After a cautious assessment, the child ventures out of the crib, taking her unsteady first steps into the outside world. It becomes evident to Crenyth that this child is a girl of exceptional beauty, exuding an otherworldly aura that simultaneously enchants and unnerves him.

Uncertain of his next steps, Crenyth and his search party decide to bring both the wayward queen and her mysterious child to Avelen, the capital city, and present them to King Reynaud himself. Three days later, the young girl and her mother stand in the throne room, surrounded by nobles and politicians who cannot contain their astonishment. Among all the onlookers, it is King Reynaud who is most taken aback by this remarkable turn of events, evoking a profound sense of awe. He is reminded of the envoy from the stars and, ultimately, chooses to embrace the child into his family, adopting her as his daughter. Thus, the enigmatic star child becomes a part of the esteemed House of Alaric, alongside Reynaud's sons, Kristyan and Xalvador. She is bestowed the name Sendolphen, now a princess of Cilnelea.

Young Sendolphen defies the expectations of her family and close associates. Within a mere two years, she approaches adolescence, absorbing teachings at an astonishing pace, rivaling the brightest minds in the kingdom who serve as her tutors. As more years pass, Sendolphen matures into adulthood, surpassing her peers not only in intellectual pursuits such as science, literature, and politics but also in physical prowess that exceeds the bounds of ordinary humanity. Her keen intellect, captivating charisma, and strategic acumen make her an ideal candidate for politics, with many foreseeing a bright future for her in the parliament. Others recognize her potential as a brilliant military leader, sharpened by her education at the Cilnelean military academy. They envision her leading their armies to unprecedented glory, conquering the stars in the name of House Alaric. These expectations would one day be fulfilled, as Sendolphen rises to lead Cilnelea to the pinnacle of its eminence.

Reynaud Alaric took immense pride in his daughter, Sendolphen, and had been a devoted father throughout her life. He consistently celebrated her accomplishments while also offering guidance and wisdom to shape her into an ethical and responsible leader. As Sendolphen matured and reached adulthood, King Reynaud wasted no time in appointing her as the supreme commander of the Cilnelean Army—a role she accepted with deep gratitude. To her, this appointment symbolized the trust her father had in her, hinting at the possibility that she might one day succeed him as ruler when old age prevented him from carrying out his duties. Consequently, she diligently fulfilled her responsibilities, ensuring the readiness of the kingdom's armed forces to safeguard their land against any potential threats.

Even as Sendolphen took on her military responsibilities, she remained actively engaged in political matters, steadily expanding her network of connections and amassing a devoted following among her people.

Yet, as time passed and King Reynaud's health declined, distressing news reached Sendolphen. Despite her exceptional abilities and virtues, she would not inherit her father's throne. Traditional laws dictated that the crown would pass to the eldest son, which meant that her elder brother, Kristyan, would ascend to the throne upon their father's passing.

To Sendolphen, this development was utterly unacceptable, an unimaginable injustice. In her eyes, no one else could match her unparalleled skills and capabilities. She believed that she alone possessed the potential to elevate Cilnelea to its rightful place as a dominant force in the galaxy. While she held deep affection for her father and cared for her brothers, she saw their differences clearly and deemed her superiority self-evident. She considered her presence on this world to be a manifestation of destiny, and Reynaud's decision to appoint Kristyan as his successor felt like a direct challenge to that destiny.

In reality, both Kristyan and Xalvador possessed their own strengths and talents. While the notion of comparing them to their half-sister might seem absurd, given time to develop their skills and broaden their abilities, they could become capable leaders in their own right. Sendolphen, however, held herself to an exceedingly high standard, fueled by extraordinary abilities that were nearly beyond mortal comprehension. As a result, she couldn't help but measure her brothers against these impossibly high benchmarks. Thus, she found them lacking the essential qualities of a king, at least in her estimation.

This decision by Reynaud created a profound division within the family. Sendolphen progressively distanced herself from the palace, eventually relocating to her own estate. She retreated from public view, preferring solitude to contemplate a way to alter her father's verdict. And just as she was on the brink of despair, a surprising solution came into focus.

War would come to Cilnelea.

### The Star-Kins War

Over a considerable span of recent history, two planets have persistently opposed Cilnelea: Auvatus and Mazilum. Auvatus, characterized by its warlike and militaristic disposition, exists under the dominion of an authoritarian regime. Throughout numerous generations, it has stood as the kingdom's relentless nemesis. Nonetheless, a begrudging peace treaty was finally inked after a past war—one that Auvatus had ultimately lost. The general sentiment among the Auvatian populace was one of extreme negativity towards Cilnelea, with the wellspring of hatred in their hearts appearing to have reached a boiling point. In contrast, Mazilum assumed a more neutral stance in the conflict. The planet was content to furnish Auvatus with weaponry and essential provisions, harboring aspirations of reaping economic gains in the event of Cilnelea's defeat. The equilibrium, however, underwent a significant upheaval due to Auvatus' recent incursion and subsequent occupation of Mazilum. The conquered planet's resources and population were mobilized for Auvatus' war endeavors, laying the groundwork for an unexpected offensive against Cilnelea. Intelligence about this impending offensive had been intercepted and relayed to the Cilnelean military.

Sendolphen, as the esteemed commander of the Cilnelean army, swiftly became privy to this intelligence. A sinister scheme took shape within her mind, tainted by envy and wounded pride. On one hand, she recognized the potential to provide the public with a timely warning about the impending invasion, affording them the precious opportunity to prepare and mitigate the loss of innocent lives. On the other hand, she contemplated the strategic value of withholding this information. By maintaining absolute secrecy, she could intricately orchestrate her own preparations and navigate her personal challenges. The most notable obstacle being her own brothers, she saw a path to their removal, clearing her journey to ascend to the throne as the rightful Queen of Cilnelea.

The passage of two years marked the passage of time. King Reynaud, afflicted by illness and the weight of age, chose to bestow the throne upon Kristyan before retreating to his chateau. Meanwhile, Sendolphen, overseeing an army that boasted exceptional training and formidable armaments, and with defenses reinforced to thwart and crush any enemy assault, bided her time. She perceived this juncture as the apex of her strategic foresight and planning—an hour that would undoubtedly define her legacy.

Upon the eventual onslaught of the long-feared attack, the planet quaked under the onslaught's brutality. Cities were razed, and thousands met their demise in the blink of an eye. However, Auvatus and Mazilum were met with an adversary far from complacent or weakened. They encountered a Cilnelea that stood at the zenith of its preparedness, ready to deftly counteract every move with unwavering precision. This masterful preparation, orchestrated by Sendolphen, positioned her as the brilliant architect behind Cilnelea's salvation, subsequently heralded as a hero throughout the Kingdom. The initial phase of her elaborate plan unfolded seamlessly.

As the saga progressed into its second act, the pieces had already been set into motion. King Kristyan had been discreetly relocated to the royal sanctuary in accordance with protocol—a haven accessible solely to members of the esteemed royal lineage. Within those fortified walls, he was believed to be safeguarded from all forms of harm. However, Sendolphen harbored a divergent vision for the destiny of her elder brother. With a carefully encrypted message dispatched to the Auvatus high command, she clandestinely divulged the precise coordinates of the shelter. Yet, her actions extended even further; she provided something of even greater significance—none other than Prince Xalvador's access codes.

What ensued was a tragedy foretold, as squads of Auvatian special forces orchestrated a merciless assault on the sanctuary, mercilessly cutting down the valiant guards and ruthlessly executing King Kristyan and his entourage.

However, fate had other designs in store. In his youth, Kristyan had harbored profound affection for his younger sister. He recognized in her a formidable reservoir of willpower and physical strength—a potential that he, in his mortal form, could never aspire to replicate. Driven by this realization, Kristyan embarked on a quest for understanding, conducting meticulous experiments on the meager remnants of blood that had been spilled within the training hall on those rare occasions when Sendolphen suffered wounds. Through relentless effort and countless hours of toil, Kristyan unlocked a hidden secret within his sister's constitution. His dedication bore fruit in the form of a "pseudo Inheritance-helix," a transformative force that held the promise of enabling him to ascend to the throne, embodying the kingly stature he believed Sendolphen anticipated from him.

Thus, when the squads of Auvatian special forces brazenly breached the sanctuary's defenses, they confronted not the ordinary mortal they had anticipated, but rather the superhuman sovereign of Cilnelea—a force to be reckoned with. Subsequently, as authorities probed the breach, a startling revelation emerged: the royal family remained unscathed, having fallen victim to the orchestrated manipulation of an access code provided by none other than their own kin—Prince Xalvador. His envy and avarice had driven him to the depths of betrayal, a sinister act that reverberated through the royal lineage.

Upon learning of his brother's treachery, Kristyan was wracked with the torment of grief. United in shock and disbelief, he and Sendolphen embarked on a public denouncement of their errant brother, stripping him of his affiliation with House Alaric. This was followed by a court martial, culminating in a somber but necessary execution. Yet even as Sendolphen sought to process these bewildering developments, her elder brother's unforeseen transformation and survival left her deeply unsettled.

With Kristyan and Sendolphen now assuming the mantle of Reigning Monarchs, they assumed command of the Cilnelean armies, steadfastly defending their cherished homeland for seven arduous months. Ultimately, they achieved a resounding victory, driving their adversaries back to Auvatus in a state of disarray. However, the war's conclusion remained elusive. Confronted with unforeseen opposition, the Auvatus forces had sustained a crippling blow, rendering them incapable of safeguarding their own home world from a formidable Cilnelean counterattack. Leading this daring counter-invasion from the front lines, Sendolphen fought alongside the brave sons and daughters of the Kingdom, carving out extensive territories under Cilnelea's control on the soil of Auvatus. Over the course of two decades marked by unrelenting warfare, Auvatus ultimately conceded defeat to the triumphant invaders. With the cessation of hostilities, Cilnelea emerged as the undisputed victor, its indomitable spirit prevailing against all odds.

### **Cilnelea Ascendant**

In the wake of neutralizing the Auvatus threat and expanding the Kingdom through recent conquests, Sendolphen still found herself unable to set her grand scheme in motion. Unbeknownst to King Kristyan, who remained blissfully ignorant of his sister's treacherous designs, he remained resolute in his desire to validate her contributions both in Cilnelea's defense and the conquest of Auvatus. Driven by this conviction, he aspired to bestow upon Sendolphen a position that stood on par with his own—an elevation overseen by none other than their father, Reynaud. This momentous event was broadcasted across the expanse of the Kingdom, a spectacle that filled the hearts of billions with euphoria. Their savior was now ascending to the ranks of leadership, her words a source of boundless inspiration as she promised to guide them to the stars, outlining a brilliant future she pledged to deliver. Yet, before they ventured into uncharted cosmic domains, the focus was to be fixed on their familiar worlds—on reclaiming and reconstructing what their adversaries had ruthlessly dismantled.

The endeavor of rebuilding unfolded with remarkable swiftness and efficiency under the astute guidance of Lunar Queen Sendolphen and Silver King Kristyan, along with their carefully curated team. From the ashes and cinders emerged cities reborn, fortified with newfound resilience and rendered thrice as enchanting. The Lunar Queen seized this opportunity to modernize outdated architectural blueprints, refurbishing public edifices, and cleansing the Cilnelean urban landscape of squalid slums and other unsightly blights. This new vision of Cilnelea was to be a manifestation of her exacting standards, embodying a flawless testament to her grand vision.

Particularly ingenious was the Silver King's approach to rectifying Cilnelea's industrial quandary. The industrial framework had been razed despite the valiant efforts of the army, leaving the planet devoid of productive capacity. In response, Kristyan devised a strategic plan that eschewed rebuilding factories and plants on Cilnelea itself, a choice that could mar its pristine beauty. Instead, the reclaimed territory of vanquished Auvatus would bear the burden of reconstruction—a retribution for their transgressions against their superior rivals. Over a span of nine years, a myriad of industrial facilities arose on the conquered world, poised to address the Kingdom's substantial demands. Regrettably, the populace found themselves conscripted into these factories, their meager wages scarcely enough to sustain their existence. Auvatus, once a formidable power, had been reduced to a sprawling planetary factory, its inhabitants virtually enslaved, and its environment irrevocably despoiled—all in a bid to satiate the Cilneleans' unquenchable thirst for vengeance.

In the aftermath of the Monarchs' extensive restoration endeavors, the scope of Cilnelea's dominion experienced a further expansion, this time achieved through diplomacy and political acumen rather than overt military prowess. Princess Beatrix Rosalind of Ruisha, who had recently assumed her late father's throne, expressed a fervent desire to integrate her homeland, Ruisha, into the Kingdom. To solidify this strategic alliance, she proposed a purely political marriage between herself and Cilnelea's Silver King, Kristyan. Though initially resistant, Kristyan eventually relented, recognizing the value of this proposition.

For Sendolphen, this opportunity could not be squandered. Despite her reservations, she urged her elder brother to acquiesce to the proposal. After deliberation, Ruisha became an integral part of the expanding Kingdom. In this union of political expedience, Kristyan found himself bonded with Princess Beatrix. Although the marriage was forged in the crucible of political strategy, an unexpected connection blossomed between the two. Kristyan, for the first time since his divine ascent, encountered a mortal who could stimulate him on both intellectual and emotional fronts. The enchanting interplay of beauty and sharp intellect kindled a powerful affection between them, resulting in a profound and enduring love that transcended the realm of politics.

### **Birth of Stars**

A decade of peace, progress and plenty graced Cilnelea following this age of peace. The love and respect the people harbored for their divinely imbued monarchs had only increased over the years, as their wise leadership had improved their lives tenfold and delivered to them nothing short of a utopia.

This period of peace, too, was interrupted by another interstellar visitor. One morning, the Cilneleans woke up to find that colossal spaceships orbited their planet, and Monarchial Siblings were informed that a mysterious guest was asking to meet Sendolphen in private. Against the warnings of her brother, Sendolphen decided to take this risk and met the stranger. At first sight, she recognized that whoever this man was, he was closer to her, to her own superhuman nature, than any person she had so far met - barring the Silver king. They spoke, and the man informed her of her origins; he spoke of her creation on Terra, the very cradle of Mankind, of the fledgling Imperium Sendolphen's 'real' brothers were fighting to create. He spoke of Sendolphen's sons, a legion of transhuman warriors made from her very genes, the soldiers that would follow her in her conquest of the stars in the name of Man.

Finally, he revealed His identity as the Emperor of Mankind and Sendolphen's creator, her father. The Lunar Queen, in awe at these revelations, was nevertheless thrilled at the possibility that more of Mankind existed, and recognized that, finally, she had found her true calling; to forge a new future for her race, built in accordance to her own designs. Thus, she accepted her Father's invitation, and travelled with him to Terra, where she was educated in the ways of the Stellar Imperium by her Father and elder brother Gabriel Ricard, with whom she forged a strong bond of camaraderie, before meeting with her sons, the XIIth Legion.

What awaited him, however, was a terrible disappointment. Instead of being met with her honorable gene-sons, proud and gallant paladins that fought for the glory of Mankind, she was instead met with a horde of miscreants, a band of unstable savages, killing, raiding and pillaging constantly on their mind. The XIIth Legion were naught but common thugs that brought shame to her name and were a candidate for purgation on grounds of insubordination and extreme violence.

All this needed to change, and this change should be enacted in a ruthless, awe-inspiring manner so as to ensure the XIIth's future obedience. So it was that, upon first meeting with her sons, Sendolphen gave no grand speech, made no declarations, delivered no praise upon them. Instead, she merely forced the Legion Master to his knees and executed him before his brothers, an example of what was to follow. Hundreds more were executed to drive her message across; that the XIIth would conform to her visions, or die. In the meantime, using stable Inheritance-Helix derived from the Luminarch himself, new recruits from Cilnelea were being inducted to replenish the ever-dwindling numbers of Terrans, who were being systemically purged through executions, suicide attacks and grueling meatgrinder campaigns. In a few years, the XIIth had been cleansed of its former dishonor under Sendolphen's guidance. It was then that their mother deemed them worthy of a new name. The Moors of the Night were no more. In their place now stood The Nightfall Paladins, paragons of the Legiones Imperialis, agents of Mankind's future and Sendolphen's ambitions.

The Lunar Queen's relationships with her siblings were no less tumultuous than with her Terran sons. Outshadowed once more by older brothers, Sendolphen felt her prestige threatened once more. In addition, her egotism and narcissistic tendencies, which had been fueled by her successful reign on Cilnelea, as well as her Legion's poor performance in comparison to their peers, which filled her soul with envy and feelings of inadequacy, further exacerbated the situation and drove a wedge between her and her kin. To her, the Luminarchs were not family, but contenders, rivals that she had to surpass no matter the cost. And to surpass them, she would have to push her sons to their limit, force out their full potential and hone their skills to their maximum, so that they could adequately fulfil Sendolphen's plans and aspirations. Glory would be hers, and so would the Emperor's favor. And if it meant making enemies of her brothers or forcing her sons to their breaking points, so be it. In the altar of ambition, no sacrifice is too great.

Using the technology and resources of the Imperium, Sendolphen toiled endlessly towards improving her kingdom. Finally able to realize her grand vision, within two decades the changes she had brought to Cilnelea had turned it into one of the most prosperous territories of the Imperium, with her people's living standards orders of magnitude better than that of the average Imperial citizen. Under the rule of the Lunar Queen, Cilnelea had blossomed into a Paradise World, renowned for its allure and affluence. Such progress could never be achieved without sacrifice, however, and in the case of Cilnelea's advancement, an entire world would act as the sacrificial lamb; Auvatus was offered to The Jovian Mechanicum as a token of kinship between Jupiter and Cilnelea, and was converted into a Forge World, its inhabitants forced into menial labor or, in the case of those less fortunate, servitorization. Using the substantial industrial capabilities of a Forge World, Sendolphen ensured that neither her kingdom nor her legion would seldom experience a shortage of supplies.

As for the Nightfall Paladins, freed as they were from the burden of their disreputable origins, they were fully dedicated to the ideals of the Great Crusade and the protection of Mankind. Over the course of the Crusade, the XIIth Legion, having undergone a drastic and remarkably harsh reformation at the unyielding hands of Sendolphen Alaric, carved a path of glory and accolades matched only by a select few of their peers. The surgical precision of their pacification campaigns, owing to their meticulous tactical preparation and impeccable application of their battle plans that allowed them to bring their foes to swift compliance or annihilation yet swifter, ensured that the Nightfall Paladins left in their path worlds not ravaged by long, grueling wars that wore down any present infrastructure and population; instead, any worlds that had been graced by the providential intervention of the Stars were, on average, left in a state ripe for reconstitution and revitalization. Forces of the XIIth, including civilian personnel and Marine officers alike had shouldered the task of leading the newly liberated planets on the journey to rebuild their homes in new fashion befitting the grand vision of their saviors, with the Lunar Queen personally leading such efforts on many an occasion. Following the Legion's departure, it was not unheard of for small garrisons of Cilnelean Auxilia or, in those planets deemed important enough, Luminaries, to be left behind.

The great care the Nightfall Paladins showed in regards to the welfare of the worlds they brought to the Imperial fold, coupled with the brilliant fashion in which they led the battles, displaying unmatched martial prowess and strategic acumen, bolstered their popularity among the people of the Imperium, elevating them to an envied heroic status and granting Lord Alaric the unbridled adoration of billions. This effect was even more prevalent in the worlds that had been visited by the Legion's pacification efforts. There, powerful cults of personality had been formed around the Lunar Queen, who they celebrated as their saviour and protector, showering his person with veneration that rivaled that directed towards even the Emperor forewarning of a much darker future.

The meteoric rise of the Stars, however, was not without its fair share of controversy; many were those who accused Lady Alaric and his progeny of using the Crusade as a means to satisfy their ravenous egotism and further their own goals, while Sendolphen's brothers beheld the XIIth with a mixture of respect, admiration but also suspicion, for they were aware of the sentiments harbored by their Cilnelean peers. As such, the XIIth boasted few close allies among the Legiones Imperialis, with their only notable associates being The Errant Sons of Ademar and The Bulls Palatine. The sons of Alaric believed themselves stronger alone, and needed not the companionship of their competitors to distract them from their duties.

## Personality

Sendolphen Alaric embodies a complex fusion of intellect, determination, and regal charisma. Her personality is marked by an unwavering sense of purpose and an insatiable thirst for achievement. Beneath her composed exterior lies a mind that operates with remarkable precision, capable of orchestrating intricate strategies and perceiving nuances others might overlook. Her sharp intellect is complemented by an unyielding determination, a trait that propels her towards her goals even in the face of adversity.

Beneath her strategic prowess, Sendolphen possesses a depth of compassion that is often concealed behind her pragmatic facade. This duality allows her to navigate both the calculated world of politics and the realm of genuine empathy. Her interactions are infused with a sense of empathy and understanding, a testament to her ability to connect with individuals on a personal level. This compassionate core extends beyond the borders of her kingdom, as she strives to uplift not only her people but also those in need throughout the galaxy.

As a natural leader, Sendolphen exudes an air of regality and grace that commands respect from those around her. Her presence is magnetic, drawing individuals to her with a potent blend of charm and confidence. Yet, beneath her poised demeanor lies a vulnerability rooted in her desire for validation and recognition, often stemming from her tumultuous familial dynamics. Sendolphen's journey unfolds as a multifaceted tapestry, interweaving strength and vulnerability, pragmatism and compassion, as she forges her path to secure the legacy of House Alaric and shape the destiny of Cilnelea.

## Physique

Sendolphen stands in stark contrast to her towering Demigod Brethren, a diminutive figure among their majestic ranks. This contrast is accentuated even more when compared to her sisters, who themselves are recognized for being a full head and shoulders shorter than their brothers. In this context, Sendolphen's stature remains notably small, reaching only up to Xann Vakosa's shoulder—a testament to her petite form.

However, her physical size belies her true essence as a Luminarch, a designation that far surpasses her compact frame. This title heralds her as a formidable force, a celestial powerhouse capable of confronting and prevailing against the most daunting adversities strewn across the expanse of the galaxy. In the face of even the most formidable enemy combatants, Sendolphen emerges as an unparalleled contender, her prowess undeniable and her impact resounding.

## Wargear

* **Moonveil:** A Visually striking Master-crafted weapon with a long hilt and slender blade. Moonveil was crafted by Sendolphen before her rediscovery during the Great Crusade and had served the Luminarch unerringly throughout Her early life. The weapon would be fitted with a field generator and its guard would be made to house a peculiar crystal retrieved from a purged planet, whose indigenous xenos populace used such crystals as a power source. The blade is superheated upon activation, burning white hot, its touch sears through flesh and metal alike, causing deep and grievous wounds.

* **Lunas Mercy:** An archaotech weapon that would classify as a truly cumbersome rifle in the hands if any Imperial Marine but which Sendolphen had repurposed into her personal primary. Once a prized relic of House Alaric, claimed from the warsuit of the defeated king of Kestram centuries before Sendolphen was born, the Luminarch retrieved this weapon from the royal vaults and used it in throughout the Great Crusade. *Lunas Mercy* fires potent shots of energy from its eight barrels with great accuracy and rate of fire, and is also capable of simultaneously discharging all barrels in a concentrated blast, sacrificing range for firepower. The rifle fires four types of unique ammunition, the most infamous being the Separator Rounds, named for both the smoke canister that detaches itself as the projectile flies through the air, and the bullet's uncanny ability to separate head from body.

* **Teleportation Device:** An Archeotech Device engineered by Sendolphen, capable of sending the Luminarch across minute distances.

* **The Waxing Veil:** An Archeotech Cloak, designed to shift the light around Sendolphen to remove Her from the perception of enemies.

* **Lunanarium Aegis:** Sendolphen's personal suit of artificer armor, though lighter than those of her brothers' to suit both her size and fighting style, remains a masterpiece of Martial craftsmanship nonetheless. Forged by the most artistic Magnons of Jupiter under the personal guidance of the Luminarch, this regal panoply is named after the many moons that shine over Cilnelea, these same suns being depicted on the chestplate. Decorated with intricate designs and colored in resplendent white and matte silver, its main feature is its customized shield generator which shields Absalom from all but the most potent attacks. Every blow absorbed charges the field with energy which is stored and may be unleashed in the form of devastating arcs of solid light that rend apart any hapless foes in the vicinity.