[b]A brief knock wake her from her light sleep. Someone seems to be outside.[/b]

[b]She stirs at first, but eventually gets up, opening the the door with a grunt[/b]

[b]A man, tall and thin, yet very muscular stands in the doorway. He wears a long fur coat that trails and dangles down past his waist into a tattered mess. He is shirtless, leaving his bare chest and lower waste visible. He wears strange bagged pants that hold at his waist by a very constrictive rope belt. Two large fur boats contain his seemingly broad, large feet. His face is covered by a metal mask of some kind, covered in slits. It reveals only his two inhumanly yellow eyes, and his long spiked hair that trailed down to his shoulders in dirty blonde locks. His long, thin arms hang at his side with a bland form. He seemed out of place, even among all those already on the Bloodwrath. His yellow eyes narrow at Kat, yet they remain calm and patient.[/b] [i]"It seems I have the wrong person..."[/i] [b]His voice is quiet and almost hollow, as if lost to the winds forceful grasp. He stuffs his hands into the pockets of his fur coat and turns to walk away. Without a proper visual of his face, he was impossible to read. Yet, suddenly he stops himself and turns once more to Kat, tilting his head in a curious manner.[/b] [i]"Do... Do you have any memories? Or are you one of the leaders...?"[/i]

[i]"No -blam!-ing clue man, but I'd lay of the shrooms if I where you The next hippie is a good 100 light years away"[/i]

[b][i]You wake up, unsure of how much time has passed. You feel lightheaded and dizzy as you sit up. You hear whispers all around you and you stand immediately. You see your body laying on the bed, you're outside it. Is this a dream? In your present state, you see warding runes on the walls, runes you didn't notice before this out of body experience. Outside your room, you feel a presence calling you to come explore. You detect no ill will from it. [/i][/b]

[b]She growls, hating the feeling of being out of body, but she follows the lure, still keeping herself ready for anything[/b]

[b][i]You feel the current of the warp around you, almost tranquil, except for the distant presences - as long as their attention is elsewhere, you know you'll be fine. You see bright, supernovas of power, they are representing the most powerful psykers present on the Bloodwrath. You see the 3rd brightest as Sarris-Sanguine, powerful but utterly out of control. He is in constant, unbearable pain caused by the bloodlust. The second brightest is Tep-Pharon, Death Warden Primarch. He is the total opposite of Sarris, calm and controlled. Steady. While Sarris's power could crush thousands at once, Tep-Pharon's could choose to take only one within that thousand. He has perfected his skill. The last is the Summoner - It is by far the brightest, and directly connected to the warp, it flows freely through him. That indicates that he is one of the few chosen by the primordial gods to be their champion - as long as the connection exists, his powers are limitless in potential. Sever that connection and he would still be the most powerful of the three, but much more insignificant than now. You find that this state gives you access to much more knowledge than you ever thought possible. The answers to your questions come instantly as if you were a god yourself. Your powers are growing in this state... And it is not going unnoticed. You feel turbulence in the warp now, something is coming for you. You turn back to your body and see a parasitic demon trying to enter your body. It is weak compared to you, but draws the attention of the others. More are coming. [/i][/b]

[b]She swarms it with energy, ultimately destroying it in the end as she re-enters her body quickly, knowing her strong mind and will, plus the mutations from the Wolves, would protect her[/b]

[b][i]As you wake, you taste blood and see hazy after images of the warp. You find dead bodies all around you, and your hands covered in their blood. That, and that you're no longer in your room.[/i][/b]

[i]"-blam!-ing hell"[/i] [b]She looks over th are, hoping to find out how she ended up there[/b]

[b][i]You find yourself in an Imperial barracks, you've just killed them all. A man walks around the corner with a frown on his face. His suit looks extremely expensive. "What have you done here?" Asks Ostan Del'Rothas. You see a thin layer of fog down around his ankles. Ostan appears to be alone, but appearances can be deceiving.[/i][/b]

[i]"No -blam!-ing clue Soemthing happened while I was asleep Found my self out of my body, my guess would be something seized control while I was distracted, just 'woke' up"[/i]

[b][i]Ostan shakes his head in disapproval. He looks up to the camera in the corner. "I hope nobody is watching.. They'll torture you to death you know?" He says. Ostan looks around at the mess. "I could help you, but I'll require a favor in return." Says Ostan with the hint of a smile.[/i][/b]

[i]"Depends on what you mean by 'help' and what I'll have to do in return"[/i]