A Letter

To the Esteemed Lady-Captain Zharkov,

I will make this letter short, so to not waste your valuable time, as I am sure there are plenty of others who are attempting to seek you out.

It is to my understanding that you are looking to fill out the bridge crew of your vessel before your next excursion into the fringes of known space, and I bring to the table skills that every Captain such as yourself would be interested in. These vary between my knowledge and ability to tend to wounds and illnesses, to my skill with a blade. I am a person of great capacity in boosting the morale amidst any ship, which is an ability that most lack, and most ships need.

In short, I am a Missionary of the Ecclesiarchy, and such it is my duty by the light of the God-Emperor that I join crews such as yours. I can and will act as a Confessor to any and all of your ship that seek me out, as well as provide council both religious and mundane to yourself if you so choose to hear it.

I am a humble woman of our Lord, and do not ask of much in return for these services of mine. Simply a bit of your time to meet face to face before you accept this proposal or deny it is all I ask, for word has spread far of your reputation. Said reputation is of special interest to me, and I feel like you could use an extra set of eyes to be vigilant.

Emperor Protects,
Sister Aurea Octavius