Gravius sat in his Navigational Sanctum, deep in meditation. He had been meditating for several hours, until one of his attendants stirred him. He opened his eyes, and with them his look of tranquility changed to one of annoyance. Before him stood the ship's first mate, one Mr. Briggs. "The Lord Captain requests your presence with him on Outpost 57, please prepare your things." With that the man turned on his heel and walked out of the sanctum. Grumbling Gravius stood, smoothing out his robes and retrieving his staff.

He made his way to his quarters to retrieve the rest of his personal effects, including his auto pistol and holster. As he prepared his things Gravius wondered for what reason the captain wished his company on his trip to the outpost? It was no doubt a hive of scum, heresy and general filth, no place for a Navigator of his caliber. As he finished fixing the pistol and holster beneath his robes Gravius caught the Emperor's tarot cards in the corner of his eye. He sighed, and decided to see what the future could hold. Gravius sat cross legged on the floor focusing the energy of the immaterium of the deck, he breathed in, and out slowly and deeply, and drew his first card. His brow furrowed, he had drawn the Emperor of mankind... inversed, an ill omen of the malign influence of the warp. He drew the next 3 cards, the knight inversed, the galaxy, and the Daemon. Gravius frowned, portents of lies and deceit, exploration and doom... a poor way to start ones day.

Gravius quickly put his cards back together and placed them back on his cot. He quickly grabbed his prayer beads and staff and walked swiftly through the ship's corridors. As he muttered myriad prayers and litanies Gravius passed many servitirs and other crew, rather rudely pushing a few out of the way. He turned his mind away from the portents of the tarot as he entered the hanger, focusing instead on the journey ahead. 

As he arrived at the shuttle that would carry them to the station Gravius took his place next to the shuttle ramp. Less than a minute after his arrival, the Lord captain came walking through the hanger door. As Horatio Drake approached his arms men each saluted him with the Aquila as he passed, ending just in front of Gravius, [b]"Navigator are we ready to go? Are you ready to go?[/b]

Gravius gave a shallow bow and answered the Lord captain, "I can speak only for myself Lord captain. I am prepared to go... but I must ask, for what reason do you insist that I accompany you to the cesspool of Outpost 57? Would I not be more useful to you here Lord captain? "