Level 18 - High Lord Scribe of Mastered Illuminations
A small, hidden sect among the stars, distributed throughout hundreds of cells, The Word of Creation has dedicated itself to cleansing humanity of the taint of synthetic and altered life, and of holding a strong and pure humanity above all the Galaxy, through whatever means necessary.
Space, and indeed, the outdoors in general, usually lack cover stout enough to stand up to heavy lasers and plasma weapons. This man portable unit is one designed solution to the rule.
The ruins of the lands that bore the confrontation between the Mad God of Avarice and the Storm Queen, this place has been soaked by the divine essence of two of the most chaotic gods.