Sue of the Iron Hand

Name: Sue of the Iron Hand Nickname: Glares confusedly, ...uh, just Sue's fine. Occupation: Blacksmith Age: 23 She was born in the Keter system on a forge world. Smoke and molten metal filled her memories. The machinery cocooned her. Sue would spend nights listening to the stories brought to her world by the Adeptus Sororitas, their black-and-grey robes coloured orange and pale-blue by the glows of fire and holo-screens. They spoke of a primarch, dead at the hands of a forgotten traitor. A legion, fractured and bickering with itself. They fought in the name of the Iron Hands, for they had been saved by them millenia ago. They worked with the Hospitallers in cybernetics, helping the wounded and infirm. Sue was taken by them, trained. She learnt of Ferrus Manus, of his iron hands. She learned of his craft. She became a blacksmith, a feeling of pride swelling within her with each blow of the hammer. Her life on the forge world had helped with any technical difficulties the order faced -- a terminal failing here or there, a new limb not turning right. In honour of Ferrus, she made a decision. Her arms were replaced with gleaming grey limbs. She felt stronger for it, these tools of the emperor were hers. She would use them to protect the emperor's chosen and smite those that would oppose him. The Inquisition aquired her for her blacksmithing and her tech skills. More recently, she even managed to put her blacksmithing skills to use: She tinkered with her armour, improving it. The benefit is small, but she still feels pride in it. She feels that Ferrus would approve.

Appearance: Olive skin stands out against a bun of pink hair. Perhaps she felt it would brighten her mood. Chrome arms gleam, tapping their fingers or fidgeting constantly. She's about 5'11 and toned.

Personality: Her time was mostly spent working on technology, training or listening to holotapes documenting the Iron Hands. She has little social grace and will often glare at problems while thinking them through. In battle she is ferocious but not frothing at the mouth. She will often fidget with her hands or tap her fingers. she enjoys the sensation going from the cybernetics to her brain.