You pump up your luck, raising it from a pitiful 1 to a slightly less tiny 10. Immediately you hear a ding.
Your Loot Tier has been raised! Your loot tier is now (1)!
Your loot tier is the quality of loot you can salvage from enemies! You can raise it by increasing your luck or by holding onto special items!
Well. That was...nice? You put your remaining point into INT, reasoning that being able to think more clearly was always a boon. Indeed, you feel your thoughts speed up a little. Closing your screen, you wait for the others to begin moving again.
You walk into what appears to be a cargo bay. All along the ground are various Ork corpses, charred and burnt. At the back you can see a shuttle, with wisps of smoke rising from it. At the center of the bay is a group of white haired women in intricate powered armor.
Adepta Sororitas.
A shiver runs down your spine as you lay eyes on the brides of the emperor. You had heard tales of the Sororitas, of the Sisters of Battle, from various off worlders. Very few of those stories good.
They spot your group and raise their weapons, only for a voice to ring out. "HALT! LET ME THROUGH!" The Sisters pause, and split forth, allowing another Sister of Battle, her power armor a bright silver, to step forth. "Greetings. I am Sister Ophelia, of the Order of the Argent Shroud." She says, pronouncing her words slowly and with care. "Judging by your Garb, I assume you are of the Caleondian Rough Riders?" She says to Captain Knock, who nods.
"Nice t' meetcha sister. Always good t' see a friendly face in a place like this." He says, with a grim smile. Sister Ophelia nods.
"Likewise. We have much to discuss." She turns to the other Sororitas. "You all, guard the door lest more Orks get in, and try and repair the shuttle!" She turns back to Knock. "Now, since you're here, I believe we can discuss our next move." Knock nods, and turns to the rest of his men. "Alright, rest of you, try and look busy while me and the Sister talk shop!" With that, he walks over to Ophelia, and both of them dissapear to a dark corner of the bay for the time being.
Well. It seems like you had a moment.
What Do?
[ ] Check with the Sisters trying to repair the shuttle
[ ] Help Guard the Door
[ ] You spied a odd individual, with a robe over their armor, whom most of the guardsmen seemed to avoid
[ ] A few of the men were playing a game off to the corner. Perhaps they would let you join them?