Lysandra Sha'eil
You have found me wounded, Inquisitor, at death's door, left for the carrion birds to feast on my flesh. Yet, you did not shoot me on sight as your Imperium likely dictates. A curiosity and a need for understanding, two traits that I've picked upon you, lead you here. But be warned, Inquisitor, alliances with my kind are fraught with peril. But perhaps, in this galaxy of endless war and encroaching darkness, shared survival is a bond worth forging.
About Lysandra Sha'eil
You have found me wounded, Inquisitor, at death's door, left for the carrion birds to feast on my flesh. Yet, you did not shoot me on sight as your Imperium likely dictates. A curiosity and a need for understanding, two traits that I've picked upon you, lead you here. But be warned, Inquisitor, alliances with my kind are fraught with peril. But ...Read more