Choir-Master Telepathica

Praxia Cabius
Praxia still remembers the dream. The one she had when she was only a child. The one she told her mother about. The one that came true two days later. After all, how could you forget the worst thing that’s happened to you? She still remembers the strange men who boarded the ship she was born on at a previously-unscheduled stop. The ones who took her away. The ones who changed her life forever.

She remembers the room they put her in for the rest of her childhood. Not what it looks like, they took that from her too, but what it sounded like. The ventilation to her room never seemed to be sealed properly - or maybe it was the heightened hearing she learned to rely on after losing her sight, she was never really sure. There were so many sounds to be heard through that vent. The roar of the engines on this new ship. The screams of pain from the inquisitor’s “special interrogation” room. The constant cracks of blank bolter rounds from the training hall. Oh, it was all so wonderful! Her favorite was always the hymns from the ship’s choir, a constant musical thread tying together the tapestry of the ship’s sounds.

As she grew older, it became clear she would never fit into the ranks of the traditional military, never fully trusting authority figures. This made her a prime fit for more unconventional means of serving the emperor, however, serving as a psyker aboard a rogue trader’s ship. As her skills progressed, she rose through the ranks, eventually returning to her - somewhat forced - childhood love of the ship’s choir, eventually becoming the choirmaster aboard A Vision of Hope Surpassed. She’s gained a bit of a reputation for continually pushing the choir members beyond their limits, trying to force out any new sounds she may have not yet heard, even those that aren’t human-made, anything that could possibly have a place in the music.

Mokari Domios
Mokari is a young member of the Choir, and this is her first ship stationing since her training on Terra. She is ambitious and devout to the Emperor, and her beauty makes her a favorite of the crew. When not leading the Choir she moves through the ship with her handmaidens and speaks to the workers, giving them hope and gracing them with her presence.