The Silent Sister

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No force already in combat could hold long against whatever psyker-born madness afflicted that damned world. It was swiftly apparent in fact as the Terran years passed that mortal losses among the Divisio's armed forces, incidences of psychological breakdown and bloody tragedy involving them were far too frequent to be borne. Following his reemergence after several solar days, the primarch vowed to take the fight out amongst the stars to meet the enemy in the Emperor's name.

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Most perish during the stringent loyalty tests and punishing physical regimes they must endure as part of their training. Silent Sisters dress and prepare the bodies of Lord Jon Arryn [5] and, later, Ser Hugh of the Vale [6] for burial. Silent Sisters wear cowls that cover their heads, and veils that cover their entire face except for their eyes. Despite their seemingly unshakeable bond, and their apparent devotion to each other, the girls had each privately recorded increasing fear of the other for over a decade. It was said that they could find the wicked no matter how deep in the hive they sank or to what forgotten spire they climbed.The Emperor once referred to this quality as a rare gift within His most esoteric servants, but in many ways it is an alienating, inescapable affliction. The Sisters of Silence are as remorseless, dedicated and as formidably skilled as any Human fighting force of the Imperium, while the cold darkness of their minds makes them a more terrible foe than any to the witch, the rogue psyker and the Warp-touched. While both septas and Silent Sisters take vows of chastity and abandon all previous House allegiances, the monastic lifestyle of Silent Sisters is seen as far more strict than that of regular septas.

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Such organisations as these have great autonomy, and it is not unknown for their masters to believe themselves above such scrutiny.

And I thought that maybe one way of freeing them, liberating them, would be to unlock them from that silence. When these lithe warriors come close to normal Humans, such as the soldiers of the Astra Militarum, even stoic veterans find cold sweat prickling across their skin, eyes itching and stomachs churning. A force so small in number has no other option if it wishes to make its mark upon a hostile universe.