Name: Father Joan Heidenreich, OSDT Chaplain

Age: 26

Gender: Female

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Skills: Skilled pilot and capable enough mechanic, public oration, soothing spirits, quiet hymnals, photographic knowledge of relevant Scripture, Saturday morning cartoons.

Appearance: Standing at five and a half feet even and thin, the chaplain tends towards a naturally lithe, willowy figure. It's made easier to notice by her priest's robes, which are somewhat tighter than an average frock, and her standard-issue military uniform. Her rosary tends to hang from her slim neck no matter what outfit she wears, the polish blending into her dark skin. A pair of startlingly green eyes and stark white hair offset her natural skin tone, and the gentle smile she often wears is more than bright enough despite how faint it usually is. Off-duty or on Earth, she will often default to distinctly unholy sundresses (even daring to show her knees off) or casual blue jeans.

Personality: Even for a priest, Joan is atypically gentle and polite. In fact, it is difficult to even determine why such a beatific soul would want to be attached to a squadron of HFVs in the first place. In truth, it is both the excitement of the profession itself and her concern for those who thrive off that excitement - her understanding of the thrill of jockeying is most of what drives her to act as spiritual and psychological counsel for those on board Jannah. For those seeking something besides a sermon or advice, Joan is also surprisingly willing to get up to mild, good-natured mischief, which she explains away serenely as trying to bring a sense of levity to those few who choose to live in the moment.

Biography: For the first half of her life, the clergy was about as far away from Father Joan's long-term plans as you could get. Joan grew up with a passion for literature, whiling away her days reading voraciously and imagining lush fantasy lands and what lay in the farthest reaches of space. Growing up on Earth in an age of space colonies and evidence of extraterrestrials only kindled the fire of adventure in the young Earthling growing up, and she had no time to debate theology or dole out advice when there was adventure to be had.

Then, at the age of fourteen, Joan was in an enormous car wreck along with her parents and three older siblings. Though only her parents were wearing seat belts at the time, all four children nonetheless escaped the family van with more than moderate injuries. In the hospital, Joan was baptized, and told repeatedly that the family's good condition was nothing short of a miracle - an act of God. Never being particularly religious, or having much idea of what religion pertained to besides the pieces that had seeped into popular culture or modern idioms, Joan was now possessed with a childlike belief in miracles. Her path in life diverted as such, and upon graduation she went to school for philosophy and began a path to the clergy.

Upon leaving the seminary a year ago, Joan requested what must have seemed a bizarre choice for one who so nearly had her life taken by machinery as a child - the OSDT, where she was posted upon the spaceship Jannah to serve as a support pilot and adviser to the crew. In truth, she sees a little of herself in those who deign to pilot such dangerous vehicles, and seeks to give them the same peace of mind that the Father feels daily, and seeks to stave off any feelings of despair or loneliness with all her might.