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The Inquisitors Path

I hope you're enjoying it thus far. I'm kind of making up a story as I go xD

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The book has the sigil of the Inquisition on it as well as a title. 'Memorias ex Zuviel Drogan'. It appears to be Drogans diary of some sort. It clearly hasn't been touched in a while, just like many things in the room. Suddenly Aidan stands in the door opening. "I forgot to mention that there is also a small kitchen in the storage room. There wasn't enough space for each an own room, so we had to put those two together. I'm going to make a coffee before we take off. Don't have the assignment yet anyway." He walks off to the back of the ship.

The storage room is a rather small area. Though that's mostly because most of the space is being used up by crates of supplies, ammunition and other stuff. On one of the sides are some cupboards, a fridge, an thermal heater and a coffee machine. Aidan walks up to the latter and pushes a button. The device begins to make grinding sounds and the black liquid pours into a cup. He takes the cup when it's nearly full and sits down in one of the two comfortable chairs. Between the chairs is also a small table equipped with holo-display. "Messages for Aidan Crowe." The table activates and a holographic display appears before Aidan with all his personal messages. He begins to shift through them one by one.

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The knight seems satisfied and walks up the stairs, entering the building. They walk through a long hall and their steps echo throughout the building. It doesn't appear to be very crowded. Just the occasional clerk running around. They continue walking for a couple of minutes and pass several rooms, all closed with thick doors. At the end of the hall is a massive double door. The knight turns around as he stands in front of it and steps aside, making way for the two Inquisitors. Septus looks at the knight and then at the door. He shrugs and pushes the door open, entering the next room.

The two man are now standing in an oval room. The only things in it are several banners with the Inquisitions sigil, some cases with artifacts in them and a desk with an old man behind it. The men is dressed in a long black robe and has a spiked iron tiara on his head. He looks up from his work as he sees the two man entering. The old man puts down his work and speaks with an old but stern voice. "Ah... Septus and Rickard I take it? I've heard a lot about your work. Shame that that village had to go, but that's how it goes in our line of work." Septus makes a small bow with his head and walks forwards. "It's an honor to speak to you in person Supreme Master Inquisitor. The sergeant told us you had a task for us? I must admit that I am surprised. Usually we get our assignments from lower administrators. Not from the highest in command himself." The old man simply smiles at Septus and takes out a map from under his desk. He lays it open in front of them. "How well are you acquainted with the Blasted Lands?" Septus shakes his head and looks at Rickard.

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The man follows the woman with his eyes as she enters the elevator and stands besides him. "You know nothing about Drogan, so don't pretend you do. And I do want to know everything about you. And you know why? That's my job. When you see a person you need to work with, you need to know everything about him, or at least try to." He had turned his head slightly towards her whilst saying this, but not enough to look her fully in the face.

He taps with his foot on the metal floor as the elevator descends. "Petty squabbling aside... Yes, This is about protecting our faith and the human race." The elevator finally reaches their destination and he raises an eyebrow as the woman makes eye contact with him before spinning around. He rolls with his eyes before following her into the hangar. "Old model. No longer in use by the Inquisition, but I could never part with it. Has been flying as long as I have." A hatch beneath the ship opens up as the two approach. Aidan climbs aboard and the hatch closes as soon as Val is aboard as well.

"I'd give you a your, but there isn't a whole lot to look at." They stand in the middle of a small hallway with rooms on either side. He points to the bow of the ship. "Cockpit is that way. Three seats available. At the back are engines, storage and bathroom. To your left, my room. To the right, your room. You probably want to sort things out there. I haven't started clearing it out since..." Aidan simply shakes his head and walks to the cockpit, sitting down in the chair, putting his feet on the console.

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The knight looks from Rickard to Septus. At least... that is what Septus presumes. It's hard to tell with their helmets on. A deep voice, probably amplified by the heavy metal, comes from the knight. "Master Septus and master Rickard. You are hereby summoned by the Supreme Master Inquisitor. A task awaits you and I am send to escort you to the headquarters." Septus, who was clearly rather bored by the knight suddenly paid attention. "The Supreme Master Inquisitor you said? Interesting. Hear that Rickard? We're moving up in importance. Well, best not keep the Master waiting!" He get's up and fiddles around with his Inquisitorial Seal that is pinned on his chest. The knight waits for Rickard to get up as well and walks off as soon as he does.

The small group walks around the streets of Letalé for some time before the head through a giant white golden gate. They now entered the Holy district and this was clearly noticeable in the architecture as the brown and red suddenly made way for white and gold. The knight continues to walk until they stand in front of a large building build in Greece temple style. The knight turns to Rickard and looks at his dog. "The dog stays here."

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Aidan's left eyebrow rises a little as Lunt mentions the Cult of Thoth. "All by yourself you say? Hm... Impressive. But don't let it go to your head." He takes a few walks back and turns around, seemingly staring at a wall. He pushes a button on it and the wall fades away, revealing the cityscape. Many people were oblivious to the HQ of the Inquisition. Above ground they were simply one of the many religious buildings. But beneath the surface was where the real power of the Inquisition was held. So many people drove by their protectors everyday, and they didn't even know.

He keeps staring to the outside for a couple of seconds before he speaks again. "Valentisha? I'm guessing you did your research to me and you're probably aware of my... harsh methods. I'm just going to assume that those don't bother you at all and that you will not try to stand in my way." Then he turns around and heads for the exit of the room. "Right. Enough dabbling. Lunt, transmit my-... our assignment to the Invictus. We have work to do." Aidan leaves the room, assuming that the girl will follow him. He heads straight for the elevator and pushes the button to go down to the hangar levels. The door slowly starts to close...

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Aidan never really had the time to get out of his Inquisitorial armor, but maybe that was for the best. It was adorned with plenty of sigils and seals. That would leave at least some impression on his new... partner.

He stands up as the group enters to the room. "Meet Valentisha Vivier." Lunt proclaims. He quickly gazes over the woman. Cold eyes, static posture, no custom sigils on her armor. It was one of those. "Pleasure..." he frowns as his first lies spouts over his lips. ", to meet you Valentisha. Can't say I've heard much about you. Then again, I also wasn't able to do my research since this little meeting was being kept secret from me." His gaze trails off to Lunt and he frowns once more. Then he quickly refocuses back to Valentisha, staring back with same piercing cold eyes. "But where are my manners? Aidan Crowe. Field Inquisitor, seven years of active duty and also known as the Butcher of Barnoya. Pleasure is all yours, I know." He holds out his hand while still challenging the woman's gaze.

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Setpus notices his partner tensing up and changes his pose to a more welcoming one. While he and his partner argued a lot, even for Inquisitor standards, he didn't like angering him. Though Rickards question came as a surprise to Septus, he wasn't entirely caught off-guard. He himself had also thought of his brash action after all. "Both." He answered with certainty. "Had we taken too long, some might... would have escaped and spread their filthy lies elsewhere. That was a risk we couldn't take. You heard what the prisoner said. They hide in plain sight. Normal peasant by day, blood drinking cultist by night." He places the tops of his fingers together and shakes his head. "Are the lives of some peasants really worth endangering Letalé and the rest of the Kingdom to you?"

As Septus awaits Rickards answer they get approached by some knights in black armor. On their shoulders is clearly the sigil of the Inquisition shown. Black Knights. The Inquisitions muscle. Raised from children to be the best fighting force in the Kingdom, they could overcome any obstacle. But that was really all they were good for. Investigation and subtlety was an Inquisitors job while these guys could only kick a door down or cleave someones head off in one go.
Septus looks at the knight. He can clearly sees his rank. Sergeant. "To what do we owe the pleasure, sergeant? I doubt you came here for a chat and some wine like most of us."

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Septus' his voice comes from behind. "Not this again Rickard... We've talked about this. There was no way of knowing for sure who was guilty or innocent, so an Exterminatus squad was necessary. That are the procedures. That's how it's written in the Lectitio Divinitatus." The man in black comes into view with a glass of wine in his hand. He sits down in a chair opposite of Rickard and looks at him with disappointed eyes before taking a sip from his glass. "I thought you of all should know this by now. We've made Letalé safe and that is what counts in my eyes. Anything else is just a byproduct."

He takes another sip from his wine as he looks around the room. It was a busy day. It seems many Inquisitors had returned to the capital and all had come for a quick drink or chat to the Hearthfire. He saw many people laughing and smiling as they toasted to whatever grand story was told. Septus simply rolls his eyes and turns his attention back to his own partner. "Look at those fools. Almost losing themselves in the pleasure of alcohol. Hmpf... At least drink a sophisticated drink like wine for example. But no... it has to be beer of all things." He takes a last sip and sets the glass down on a small side table. "No Rickard. I stand by my point. Exterminatus was the only solution."