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[IC] Warhammer 40,000: Dark Heresy: Shattered Hope
To be Unclean That is the mark of the Mutant
To be Impure That is the mark of the Mutant
To be Abhorred That is the mark of the Mutant
To be Reviled That is the mark of the Mutant
To be Hunted That is the mark of the Mutant
To be Purged That is the fate of the Mutant
To be Cleansed For that is the fate of all Mutants ~Extract from a Training Chant in the First Book of Indoctrinations
Clearance Code: Inquisition/Vermillion
Astropathic Duct: 1518-8129-Persueus-48
Thought for the Day: "Only in death does duty end."
My Faithful Servants,
An important matter has come to my attention that requires immediate Inquisitorial input. Unfortunately, my attentions are fully occupied by the investigation on Salis Primus and I am unable to attend. Instead, I am giving you an opportunity to prove yourselves. Though you have not met before, you all earned my trust. You are all exceptional individuals worthy of instruction in the art of investigation and interrogation. You will work together and trust one another. An inquisitor will not hold petty biases in the face of the Great Enemy. Serve me well, and prove that my trust was not misplaced.
You are to investigate the remnants of a cult uprising on Sepheris Secundus. A full history can be accessed in the attached datavault if you so desire, but I will provide you with a summary. Sepheris Secundus is an important mining world that supplies many key planets in the Cailix sector with fuels and ores, the Lifeblood of industry in the Imperium. A Chaos cult was born in the mines, which developed into a full uprising. There was a purge of course, as it could hardly escape the notice of the Inquisition. Unfortunately, the Inquisitor leading the investigation was . . . lax . . . and certain tomes and individuals went undiscovered, left to fester and beget a second uprising. This uprising occurred less that a year ago. A regiment of the Drookian Fen Troops was deployed to crush the uprising, which they did with commendable speed and skill. Unfortunately the situation has become complicated. The remains of the Cultists have hidden themselves in an area of the mines known as the Shatters, far too important for the Guardsmen to simply destroy them with massive Firepower. All men sent in have gone missing, according to the officer in charge. Now, the Guard has to pull out, redeployed by Warmaster Heldrik to combat the Genestealers on Keffia. A small detachment has been left behind to guard the mine entrance but the high command has requested Inquisitorial assistance.
I am inclined to agree, so, this is what you will do, as my Acolytes:
Determine the remaining Strength of the Cult
Investigate the Mines
Purge the enemies of the Imperium
May the Emperor guide your steps,
Anton Zerbe, Inquisitor
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Ensign Dauber was uneasy. Serving in the Emperor's most glorious Navy, he had encountered many strange things, even in just 2 years of service, but he felt nervous as he hurried through the metallic bowels of the Frigate Dutiful. He had heard the tales of the Inquisition, might warriors and great mystics and sages, capable of burning a man with a single glance, or seizing his very soul. He had been both honoured and terrified when he had been told that agents of the Inquisition were being carried by the Dutiful, and doubly so when he had been assigned as their attaché. They were hardly what he had imagined; he had been expecting a great man, and his loyal minions, rather than this assortment of rather scruffy if undeniably sinister group of men and women. He would have sworn that one of them had stolen his drink in a spaceport bar on Malfi once! Nevertheless, he paused as he reached to door to the rooms that had been put aside for the passengers, they had all the correct ID codes. He had just been expecting something grander. Though, his bunkmate Gerd said that inquisitor always traveled in disguise . . . He took a deep breath, and entered the room.
The rooms assigned to the retinue were serviceable, but among the best the Dutiful had. A single large briefing room, an ancient hololithic Display Table set in the center, surrounded by a circle of padded synthleather chairs. There were a couple of couches against the walls, in the same ancient faded synthleather, sitting directly on the cold metal floor. Four doors lead off, each one to a private room, the closest thing to true freedom in the claustrophobic environment of a Space Ship. All four of the passengers were present, involved in personal activities. Dauber coughed, nervously to attract their attention.
"Honoured Passengers, we have just exited the Immaterium and will have achieved a stable Orbit around Sepheris Secundus in approximately 1 hour. A Lander is currently being prepared to transport you down to the surface, when you are ready of course!"
He grinned nervously.
"If there is anything you need, please let me know and I will organize it to be loaded onto the Lander for you."