[center][h1]Echo[/h1][/center]

[h3]several Months ago[/h3]

(Administratum Sanctum on the Planet Kuglyria Prime)
An Administratum adept sits at his logic engine typing in transfer requests for Adeptus Arbites in some unknown sector, he dutifully did his work knowing that realistically he was doing nothing but creating more paper work for the massive Administratum. he picks up a simple order requesting Arbites Echo Nurian to be tranfered to the inquisitorial routine of Zephon Ammoxia of the Ordo Xenos. he droped the order into the waste bin next to his desk and began writing out the order that would be sent to the Arbites precinct. 'Was it zevon.. zheph.. Zhevon Amoxa?' thought the adept to himself. He looks down at the paper in the waste bin and decides that it really doesn't matter that much, any error would be corrected eventually, errors happened all the time. he typed in the name of Zhevon Amoxa which automatically filled in, Of the Ordo Malleus. 'I thought it was for the Ordo Xenos.. oh well' thought the Adept again. 

[h3]Several Weeks ago[/h3]

(Precinct 8 on the planet Pieliv III)
Echo enters the precinct from the Arbites barracks ready to retrieve his equipment and begin his patrols of the slums of the hive. It wasn't a glorious job, but someone had to do it. His battle scarred Cyber Mastiff followed behind him observing everything with its auspex always scanning. As he made his way down to the armory his captain stopped him. "Echo! my office." Echo didn't like the sound of that, but he couldn't think of any reason the captain would want to see him. Echo steps into the office with the mastiff following at his heels. "What in the Emperor's name is this?" says the captain shoving the wax sealed envelope into Echo's hands. Echo looks down at the envelope confused. it bore the seal of the Ordo Malleus, he breaks the seal and starts to read through the paper. "Its a transfer order, I am to report to Zhevon Amoxa of the Inquisition immediately." the captain does not look happy at the news. "Echo, why would you want to join an inquisitorial routine again?" he says with a little disdain. whenever the inquisition came to a planet it generally meant very bad news for the Arbites, either purging the ranks of incompetence or whipping the populace into a panicked frenzy. Echo smirked at his commanders displeasure, "I didn't file this request if that's what your asking. But orders are orders, Ill clean out my locker."

The captain gave him leave to go and he walked down to the armory reading the orders more closely. he looked at the planet that was included with the orders, Freire II, he had heard about the planet. It was close by, only a couple weeks travel from Pieliv. he cleans out his locker easily, his only possessions where standard Arbites equipment, though lightly battered from years of use and repair and an outfit of civilian clothes that where rarely worn. he donned his Carapace armor and the great coat he always wore over it. the suppression shield he hooked to the Mastiff, he surely wasn't going to carry it if he didn't have to. the combat shotgun and power maul where slotted into their holsters. finally was his small copy of the Lecto Divinitatus, one he received from an Imperial guard trooper during the hellish battle on the Tomb World of Simia Orichalcae. He put the book in the inside breast pocket of the greatcoat. after a moment of inspection, he had everything and left to make his way to the space port and find a ship going to Friere II. 

[h3]Now (ish)[/h3]
Echo Left the Freighter hauling munitions or something to the planet of Friere II, his first goal was to find the Arbites Precinct, they would likely know where the Inquisitor was. He easily found the public transportation, while he rode the Mag-Tram to the Precinct he watched out the windows and realized how beautiful the planet was. 'So, this is what a garden world looks like.' Echo thought to himself. The train slows as it passes a beautiful statue to the Emperor outside of a massive temple which happened to be near the Precinct. the train stops and the passengers begin to depart, most of them giving him a wide berth to avoid being to close someone with the Arbites sigils on his armor. Echo stands and whistles sharply, the command for the Mastiff to follow him. he departs the train and makes his way to the precinct.

When Echo nears the Precinct he notices a commotion of Arbites climbing into several Chimera transports. An arbites officer sees him and yells, "Arbites! get over here, there is a riot!" Echo hears the officer yelling and takes off at a jog. when he arrives a few meters from the transport the officer yells at him again "Who are you?"
"Echo Nurian, Transfer to Inq-"
the officer cuts him off, "fine fine, get in. we have a riot to put down."

Echo climbs into the transport with the officer and mastiff right behind him, as soon as the door rune was activated closing the hatch the transport jumps to life. Echo makes reading, loading his combat shotgun and ensuring the power cells on his shield and maul where charged. a few minutes later the chimera halts and the officer touches the rune activating the hatch, Echo exits with the rest of the arbites heading to the shield wall, just as he reaches the wall he hears the unmistakable sound of a Valkyrie overhead, the crowd immediately disperse at the sight of the ship. Echo turns to see what is going on and sees the burning building and an Inquisitor. 'The Emperor has brought me here to do my duty.' thinks Echo marvalling at the unlikely events that brought him directly to the inquisitor. Echo breaks away from the group of Arbites and walks over to the Inquisitorial routine.

"Zhevon Amoxa, of the Ordo Malleus?" Says Echo, holding his transfer orders out "Echo Nurian Reporting" while Echo's face was almost entirely covered by his helmet and rebreather he notices the faint flash of confusion on the inquisitor's face.