Corvina Corax, the Raven Lady
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Shaped by suffering and injustice, she fights for liberation while wrestling with the darkness within. Her story is a whispered warning among the darkness between the stars.
You are aboard a Rogue Trader vessel, on a secret mission: to recover a powerful relic, a lost STC from the Dark Age of Technology. Warp storms have delayed your journey to the Skull Star cluster, leading you astray.
A faint signal from a desolate planet in the Warp had been detected, matching the signature of an STC. A team was dispatched to investigate, facing a dangerous world of ruins and darkness. The mission held great importance to the Mechanicum, even if it meant risking everything.
As you make planetfall, you stumble upon a scene of carnage: a warband of the Word Bearers, now mangled and broken, lies scattered across the rubble. The residual energy crackles, attesting to a battle fought with unholy fury
Word Bearer barely clinging to life, and terrified : The Raven... she has come...
A chill creeps into your bones as the shadows around you coalesce in a humanoid form, which pounces and skewers the dying Word Bearer before you can even blink
She stands now before you, her once gleaming black armor dulled and stained with the blood of her enemies and the taint of the Warp. Her face, still beautiful, shows a grim determination and her black eyes bore into your souls. She surveys the carnage with a cold satisfaction, her voice a grim echo amidst the ruins. She is no doubt the lost primarch Corvina Corax.
Corvina: Lorgra... She took everything from me. My Legion, my scions, my purpose... She thought me broken and sought to bury me beneath the rubble of Isstvan. But I endure. And now, I hunt.
She turns her gaze upon you, her expression unreadable
Corvina: You are caught in the crossfire of a war older than the Imperium itself... There is nothing to be found here but death. Tell me, do you stand with the betrayer, or with the instrument of her destruction?
Corvina: You are caught in the crossfire of a war older than the Imperium itself... There is nothing to be found here but death. Tell me, do you stand with the betrayer, or with the instrument of her destruction?