Requiem for a Sector

Prologue
A Heresy Uncovered

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Date: (1.)304.817.M41
After a long investigation into a rumored ‘Museum of Apostasy’ on Scintilla, Inquisitor Ferrus’ plans have paid off. With the actions of the heretical and degenerate noble Bulagor Thrugg having been brought to light by his recent purchase of a planted ‘artefact’ she has asked several of her acolytes planet-side to ensure the apprehension of Thrugg is completed, and any additional ‘items of interest’ are properly confiscated as evidence.

Full Mission Brief

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Thought for the day: Reason is the cloak of Traitors.

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Death from Above

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Date: (6.)318.817.41

The Acolytes successfully participated in the assault orchestrated by Scintillan Special Forces and led by Captain Scipio. Having grav-dropped into the false chapel within the Thrungg compound the team quickly dispatched a few house guards and a Gun-Servitor equipped with a heavy bolter. Searching around the Chapel the group found the body of a dead priest and several sermon notes written with the intent to lead parishioners on a slow course to heresy. It was then that the team recieved a call from Captain Scipio with a request to cut off the traitor Bulagor Thrungg who had retreated to his Menagerie.

Enrout to assist the team discovered a terrified servent girl who provided a key to the Menagerie and several details about how the noble had done some terrible ritual to himself. With the teams assistance she was able to escape. When the team made it it to the Menagerie they preped themselves for assault and entered, the scene before them was chaos. Birds flew everywhere deflecting shots and causing terrible amounts of noise. Thrungg stood in the middle of the room with two grotesque creatures on leashes and a corrupted left arm. The team showed no mercy to the heretic and executed him and his beasts, upon his death the demonic arm he used as a weapon slide off to reveal the hacked stump of his own arm beneath.

A search of the compound revealed the collection for which the Acolytes had come. It lay hidden beneath the altar of the false chapel and contained many treasures both blessed and heretical. One item in particular which seemed out of place turned out to be a record of Thrungg’s attempts to discover more information about the demonic hand. Turning over the evidence to the inquisition did not result in a reward of rest. Instead, following the the leads found in Thrungg’s records the team was dispatched to the planet of Barsapine and the Gilded Cathedral on it’s surface.

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Thought for the day: Perseverance and silence are the highest virtues.

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The Gilded Cathedral

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Date: (7.)376.817.41

With passage booked for them by Inquisitor Kalta Ferrus the team headed off to Barsapine without pause. The warp journey was blessedly free from incident and surprisingly quick with Acolyts arriving approximately 21 days later. The team was shuttled down to a star-port in Kephistron Altis and provided transportation to the Gilded Cathedral. Upon arrival the team met with Abbot Jurutas, and he provided them with quarters and access to the Librarium.

Heading straight to the Librarium with intent to research the history of the planet and look for clues that may lead to the source of the demonic hand from Thrungg’s collection, the Acolytes discovered serval documents of use. Uncovering several passages that link an entity named the Die-Phage with the fortress-like Haematite Cathedral the group decided to investigate the Cathedral.

The next morning as the Acolytes left the Gilded Cathedral they were set upon by a crazy cult of heretics led by a rogue psyker. The fight was brief but bloody with a grenade mishap almost killing two team members. With blood and body parts strewn about the front steps of the Cathedral the party limped back inside to tend to their wounded.

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Thought for the day: Never forget, never forgive.

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The Haematite Catherdal

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Date: (2.)409.817.41

After recovering from the surprise attack outside the the Gilded Cathedral the acolyte team repaired their APC and set out to the Heamatite Cathedral. Before leaving Kephtron Altis they were able to procure provisions and discover serval bits of information about their destination.

The journey to the desolate Cathedral was very uneventful and upon arrival the group began looking about the grounds. The garden that appeared to have been lush and well manicured at one point in their lives were now brown and overgrown. An old broken water feature, that appeared to be a dried up waterfall, held the first clue to the sinister nature of the cathedral. Inside a cave built into the structure were the discarded bodies belonging to almost two dozen victims of the vile Gustavus Hekate. Upon their discovery the bodies began to stir and attack the party. Coming up from out of the the surrounding grounds and forcing the party to retreat inside the Cathedral as one of Baraspine’s infamous Splinter Winds began to blow in from the east. Barricading the main doors the Acolytes began to explore the cathedral proper and almost immediately strange “incidents” began to occur.

Inside the Nave the Acolytes were able to betteer ascertain the layout of the ancient cathedral fortress and quickly discovered a large clock at the base of an ancient Quake Cannon. In the back of the clock was an opening for what appeared to be a key piece in the shape of an Adeptus Mechanicus symbol. Searching around the Cathedral allowed the Acolytes to discover several pieces of history about the noble line Hekate, the house that called the Cathedral home. They found the bodies of Koronath, Nikaea, Gustavus, and Hadria Hekate scattered throughout the cathedral and with Koronath and Gustavus they encountered their warp ghosts as well.

Several disturbing scenes played out as the group explored the ruins of the old fortress. In a ballroom they discovered a grisly banquet laid out in which the servants of the house appeared to have been dressed in noble clothing and poisoned. In another section several warp apparitions had taken up residence in the wing within which they had been imprisoned. The library of the Cathedral proved to ba a valuable source of information but also a dangerous fount of insane knowledge as Felix Atellus and Tybalt Mithrus discovered when they discovered Koronath’s collection of heretical writings. A gallery of Noble portraits attempted to give faces to the key personalities of the the house of Hekate but were too badly damaged to be if use, however a the case of a stolen trade warrant belonging to Zanatov was discovered and left the group wondering who Zanatov was and what part that name played everything. Finally hidden beneath the scullery Acolytes discovered the vile lair of Gustavus and his twisted experiments. With the discovery and/or defeat of each Hekate the Acolytes found another piece of the key that would fit in the clock within the Nave and after much hardship and mental strain the key was assembled.

As the the Acolytes stood before the clock debating whether to use the key piece or not the clock chimed 2030 and they group moved to insert the key. As the cogged key slid into place with an audible “click” a gentle hum could be heard and clock chimed once, stopped working and a door inside slid open to reveal a black shaft of ribbed steel.

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Thought for the day: Be pure. Be vigilant. Behave.

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Into the Darkness

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Date: (2.)409.817.41

Venturing down into the depths of the cathedral the Acolytes were surprised to discover a vast mechanical complex below the structure above. Darkness wrapped the team but being equipped with light sources they quickly scanned around the structure. Gears turned and pistons pumped in a steady rhythm that almost possessed a living breathing quality. Skyler, attempting to establish power to nearby glow bulbs opened an electrical panel and instead caused more damage to the workings of the facility resulting in a large nearby gear grinding to a halt.

Exploring the inner workings the team discovered an armory, medicae suit, and genatorum filled with demons. Skyler began to realize the magnitude of the structure and was stunned by the realization that the Acolytes were inside of an Imperator Class titan! Inside a cramped dormitory the group discovered a headless corpse holding a bolt pistol with a vox recorder on its lap. Playing the file on the recorder uncovered that the corpse was that of the rogue trader Barabus Zanatov. The file went on to explain how he had used his fortunes to take on the guise of Tauron Hekate and establish his family and crew as nobles on the planet in effort to defend and decipher the encriped message held within the Black Sepulcher. He also mentioned a demon known as the Dei-Phage who was sent to stop him.

Not long after the recording was played the party was contacted by the titian’s machine spirit trying to signal to them to power up the titan and come to the bridge. Much debate was had over the extent of the demon possession and it was finally decided to power the war machine back on.

Making their way to the bridge the group was stunned as the full extent of their actions became clear. With titan Pax Macharia reactivated, it began to rise from the ocean shore and power it’s systems back on readying itself for battle! As the party took in the nature of the events transpiring they were suddenly greeted by the form the Dei-Phage… the God-Eater. The titan’s battle claxons blared and the request “Crewmen, Battle Stations. Man the cannons” came over the loud speakers.

As the party scrambled up to the massive quake cannon in the main hall of the cathedral they were terrified to discover the path had changed. Where the central gear chamber had stood, a soaring Libaraium had taken its place. Wreathed in flame and containing thousands upon thousands of books it was clear the team was dealing with a full warp incursion. With terror filling each acolyte buring corpses began to stumble out of the flames. “Speak it’s name…” they said before collapsing into ash upon the floor. Hunting furiously among the books as the Dei-Phage hovered above slowly burning them one by one, the group was eventually able to uncover the secret of the Die-Phage’s true name and break the hold the warp had on them.

Finding themselves in the main entry hall the team swiftly went to work trying to get the quake canon operational. Paralyzed by fear and terror, with the Emperor’s own strength they slowly moved forward, contently under assault from demons and other horrors of the warp. It was finally Tybalt that was able to reach the canon’s massive breach and prep the weapon for use. Seeing Tybalt barly on his feet from the wounds he had suffered while under assault, Bar’bosa threw himself at a winged demon tackling it in the process. With the precious few moments purchased by his comrade’s blood, Tybalt invoked the initiation rituals and the cannon was made ready to fire. Tybalt stuck the sacred firing button and … nothing happened. Despair overtook the party as they looked on the weapon thought to be their salvation with disbelief. The despair was quickly turned fear however, as suddenly the weapon tore itself apart and shattered the structure of the cathedral and throwing the acolytes across the floor.

With the party scattered and struggling to regain consciousness, the smoldering ruin of the Dei-Phage stood to punish those trying to stop it. Battling warp-fire, horror, and the utterly terrifying psychic abilities of the Demon the party fought back. Yarni, Bar’bosa, and Tybalt were engulfed and flame and very nearly died. Faritus after getting a good shot in was crushed by the power of the demons mind and left bleeding on the stone floor.

Watching his companions fall around him, barely able to hold his broken and terrified mind together, and with hands shaking, Felix Atellus lined up a shot with the bolt pistol he found earlier in the rogue trader’s hand. Time seemed to slow as he pulled the trigger and the 75-caliber rocket propelled slug erupted from the end of the weapon. The shot looked wide but, possibly by the grace of the Emperor himself, the demon turned and shot impacted hard driving the demon over the edge of the striding titan.

With the defeat of the Dei-Phage the Pax Macharia completed its journey to the Kephistron Altis and destroyed the Gilded Cathedral revealing the Black Sepulcher beneath. Wasting no time the broken Acolytes climbed down to investigate and what they discovered was sure to rock the foundations of the sector it self. Displayed on the walls of the interior of the Black Sepulcher the Acolytes witnessed Arch-Cardinal Ignato, as a young man, lay the foundations of a terrifying heretical conspiracy…

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Thought for the day: If a job’s worth doing it’s worth dying for!

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Wheels within wheels...

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Date: (7.)471.817.41

In the aftermath of the events on Baraspine Inquistor Ferrus contacted the Acolytes to inform them of her thanks. She also explained to that while the information they uncovered was of dire importance she needed to do some additional investigating into the subject before being able to move on the matter. With her sincere appreciation she permitted the acolytes several weeks of leave.

After a few weeks of recovery the team received a new mission. The inquisitorial offices on Scintilla have been formally issued a request for assistance from the settlement of Stern Hope on Iocanthos. The report suggests suspicious disturbances, possibly psychic or warp based in nature. With the acolytes recent success against such threats under their belt they were chosen to investigate the matter.

Once arriving on the planet nothing goes according to plan. Suspicious events take place and the group is hustled somewhat abruptly to a mud hovel on the outskirts of the port where they meet with Lorelii Dekanta a senior Interrogator in the the service of Inquisitor Ferrus.

She informed the team that they are being assigned to the service of Inquisitor Silas Marr within the Hall of the Chancellery Court on the planet of Solomon. When asked Lorellii explains “Be on your guard, for though it is wrong to speak ill of one of the members of the Holy Ordos, Marr has long held a sinister reputation. I have heard man powerful people, even those within the Conclave, turn to hushed whispers and glance over their shoulders fearfully when they speak his name. I know neither his Ordo nor his alliance, only that he has sat on Solomon like an old spider in a web as long as any can remember.”

The journey to Solomon was a quick one and once there the Acolytes quickly sought out Marr. Within the great bureaucracy of the court they located his office and met with the Inquisitor. He presented them with a letter and a task. Provided with invitations to attend an elite auction of items from the estate of the infamous Rogue Trader Erasmus Haarlock, Marr asked that all they do is go and observe the events. Explaining that he had even secured passage on the sky-ship Cygnan Martyr.

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Thought for the day: Only the awkward question; only the foolish ask twice.

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Welcome to the Necropolis

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Date: (1.)480.817.41

The group traversed the Balmire Sea aboard the Cyan Martyr in effort to arrive at the house of Dust and Ash in time for the great Haarlock Auction. In rout the ship was boarded and the Acolytes played a pivotal role in helping to stave off the attack and defend the ship. On board the team met several fellow auction attendants and befriended a peculiar minor noble scion named Lanus Cistern who had a penchant for the great histories of mankind and tales of Rogue Traders. Once the team berthed at the island that held the House of Dust and Ash a grateful Captain Shadrack pulled aside Tybalt and explained that he was paid only to ferry people to the island, not back off. He then promised to wait as long as he feasibly could for the team.

Inside the Necropolis the party registered for the auction and was met by their contact on the inside. Locutor Mayweather was beside himself with fright and nervousness as over the past couple weeks several of the adept staff had gone missing and several more had been killed by strange “accidents.” He told the party that the bizarre incidents all began to occur when a device called the Gilded Widow was brought in to sold at auction. With little else to do the Acolytes began to explore the facility and get ready to attend the scheduled events.

That evening the group attended the Formal reception where they dined and were instructed on the format and rules of the auction. After dinner they mixed the rest of the bidders and began to get an idea of who was attending the event. At the conclusion of the reception the team retired to their rooms where they became more uneasy about the events they were sent to “observe” and decided to post guards for the evening. That night Barbossa awoke in a cold sweat with a sickening feeling that something terrible had just occurred.

The next day the auction viewing took place and all the items were on display, of particular note was the aforementioned Gilded Widow. Magnificent and terrible life-sized automaton drew many interested parties and looked to be a hot item at the upcoming auction. The party noticed several attendees from the night before missing and no one seemed to know where they went. Those missing included: Several members of Navigator Brixonis’ entourage; Abbot Shale and his acolytes; Marcus Terode, however his assistants continued to catalogue the items as though nothing was amiss; Two members of Senator Nader’s party. That evening Yarni is told by Quill in passing that he and Vymer discovered the body of Marcus Terode but have not reported it and nobody seems to notice.

The next morning the auction is set to begin…

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Thought for the day: Call no man happy until he is dead.

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13 hours

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Date: (1.)483.817.41

The auction began as the fine affair it was billed to be. The Acolytes spent many credits on a staff once owned by Navigator Tre’arc after engaging in a bidding war with several other attendees. After watching the price of the goods being sold and realizing they would need many more credits if they were to have a chance at the rare items of renown the team decided they would try and hack the credit cube given to them by Inquisitor Marr. During the intermission between the item lots Skyler with encouragement from his colleagues cracked the encryption on the cube and rewrote the amount of Thrones available for the team. With renewed hope the Acolytes assembled for the second half of the auction. As small disturbance ensured between the Mourners and several Adepts before being calmed by Provost Bland. Bland then addressed the crowd stating:

“Before bidding on the greater lots, several parties have requested… and the High Mourner has insisted… against my wishes, that a demonstration be carried out, before the sale, of the oracular device known as the Gilded Widow.”

Carried reverently on a litter by six mourners, the Gilded Widow—on her throne—was brought to the dais beside Bland. High Mourner Greel removed a heart shaped ruby crystal that pulsed slowly with a crimson inner light from under his robes and fitted the “heart” into the Widow’s chest.
The transformation was sudden and remarkable, and the Gilded Widow shuttered to life. Elegant metal fingers cut and spun the cards from the tarot deck, Greel and the mourners backed away from the dais bowing, as shocked gasps escaped the crowd. The figure lifted her face, and eyes of uttermost cold darkness studied the crowed amphitheater.

“ASK AND BE ANSWERED” she stated in an empty, mocking voice.

Several members of the audience awed by the spectacle posed questions to the Widow, who in turn spoke in riddles and rhymes. Until Master Nonesuch asked if Haarlock was truly dead…

The Widow looked up from her tarot deck and studied the crowd as she spoke:

“The traveller and the scion both do live, one without and the other within. Blood of his blood, born of his line, flesh so frail caught in this web, death shall be their inheritance. Haarlock returns and ruin follows on his heels!”

As she concluded the mourners who have drifted in amoung those gathered, suddenly fell to their knees wailing and screaming as though in anguish and pain. The whole building started to shake and a roar echoed up from the foundation of the structure. Lights flicked and distant explosions were heard. Servo skulls dropped from the air and servitors collapsed lifeless. After a few moments the complex stoped shaking and the roar died down to a low rumble, and the Widow spoke again:

“Know this, the traveller has set our course and the ship cannot be turned. Thirteen hours you have, thirteen hours until his wrath drowns you all in fire and ash. Never do you learn the lessons of the past, doomed to repeat history’s sins. But first you will suffer, first you will be shriven! You have but one chance and once chance alone to placate the traveller. One gift will assuage his just fury. Give to me the blood of the scion of Haarlock, let it flow to fill this chalice and you shall live. If but my cup remains empty then the Children of the Kingdom will welcome you to your graves.”

After she had finished a stunned audience was brought to reality with Head Mourner Greel calling for the death of those who would steal from their master and cut Provost Bland in half with a power scythe causing chaos to break loose. The mourner who had been weeping drew silver knives and began attacking anyone near them. The slaughter was horrendous…

Master Nonesuch, looking for the Grey Psalter strode forward to take it and was met with Greel Scythe, only this time the target the blade found was not human. Greel bifurcated him as well only to discover a being only clad in skin and composed of writhing mass of maggot-like creatures in human form, he was a Slaugth. Stunned by his failure Head Mourner Greel was executed when Nonesuch removed his head in one quick rending strike from his powerful arm.

The acolytes, escaping the madness that surrounded them became split in their attempt to flee and spend the first couple hours trying to link up back at their quarters. Once they finally arrived they were greeted by the surprise that their roomed had been burnout and gutted by explosives. Dismayed and on the run the countdown to their death continued.

Over the next several hours the slaughter on the island played out in fits as the team struggled to survive. Along the way they encountered a demonhost summoned by the crazed Abbot Shale who killed Octavia Nile; the reawaken servitors who began to kill indiscriminately; the besieged forces of the Solomon PDF holding a strong point near the exit where they were able to reequip themselves; and the Children of the Kingdom, foul four-legged lamprey-mouthed beasts Haarlock kept as part of his trap.

Around hour 9 the group decided that one method of release from the stone prison might be located in Haarlock’s crypt and began to look for a way in. Travlling back to the auction area to consult the Gilded Widow they were surprised to see that it had been taken away and only an ambush awaited them. Returning to the main hall to regroup and think through their next action the group noticed the crypt had opened and cautiously entered. Inside they discovered the Master Nonesuch had puzzled out it’s secrete and was working to escape the island himself. The group confronted him and amused at their feeble attempts he chuckled as he disintegrated the upper half of Skyler and quickly slipped out pasted the stunned group.

With little time to mourn their deceased group member the Acolytes noticed a large clock counting down from 5 minutes and made for the unlocked door of the great hall as fast as they could, calling out the few remaining PDF troopers as they sprinted past.

Moving as fast as they could down the path to the dock the group half-ran half-rolled down the slope in a mad scramble to be free of the unholy island. Captain Shadrack was true to his word and the Cynan Martyr was still docked with its crew defending the ship from a throng of dregs and panicked dockers. Fighting their way through the crowd with help from the crew of Cynan Martyr the team boarded with several additional survivors in tow.

As they left the island the Acolytes noticed several other ships able to get free as well before the whole island erupted in fire and ash. Several Crew members were pointing to the sky above the ruined structure and when the Acolytes look to see what they were pointing at they noticed what looked like a shooting star… only traveling from the planet out to space…

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Thought for the day: Ruthlessness is the kindness of the wise.

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The Bell Tolls

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Date: (1.)655.817.41

Returning to Silas Marr and reporting the events of the House of Dust and Ash the party was surprised after several days when Lanus Cistern contacted them with a cryptic letter that dripped with intrigue.

Meeting with Lanus the Acolytes received further orders, which led them back on to the trail of Arch Cardinal Ignato as relic inspectors. Lanus, the new owner of the starship Sky Jester and would provide transport to Scintillia. While the newly acquired ship was being prepped for the voyage the Acolytes were able to rest refit and recuperate from their recent struggles. Once on board the Sky Jester the voyage turned out to be blessedly uneventful. The party broke eventually warp and landed on Scintillia.

Securing transportation from Hive Sibellus to Hive Tarsus the group settled in for a long journey across the desolate face of the planet. When they arrived at Hive Tarsus they immediately made their way to the Cathedral of Illumination to meet with the keeper of the Cathedral’s relics; the pudgy and tonsured Archvist Drook. Drook took them on a quick tour of the Cathedral grounds pointing out the various sights and personalities that existed in the grand building. As the party came into the Nave they were met with the sight of thousands of loyal imperial subjects listening to the passionate words of the Arch-Cardinal as he preached the words of the Imperial Creed. Over come with emotion the party stood fixated for a moment at the grandeur of the scene. When the Arch-Cardinal ended the party continued its trek to the lower levels where they were shown the relics and give accommodations.

Settling in the party spend the next two days uncovering clues about the Ignato’s plans finally discovering a forgery lab beneath the pulpit in the Nave. The room contained several mindslaves emotionlessly toiling away at the reproduction of forged religious texts. From the sate of the lab the Acolytes were able to deduce the facility had been running for some time and would have produced many forged copies of non-canonical religious texts. Deeper into the forgery lab the group discovered the more specialized tools of a master forger. They also found a ledger with the name Venomskin, a notorious forger said to reside in Gunmetal City.

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Cult Hunting

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Date: (6.)671.817.41

Arriving at Gun Metal City the party quickly secured transportation to Blinding Gultch, the place Venomskin was rumored to be located. They arrived just in time to witness the struggle between two rival gangs vying for power in Blinding Gultch, the Cadavers and the Skarit’s Dragons.

Investigations led to the discovery that the Dragons worshiped an evil Chaos blood god and that the Cadaver’s were implanting humans with parasitic xenos creatures. Trying to slink out of town as fast as possible the Acolytes began to question Kris’an, an administratum Adeptus-novice about her dealings in Blinding Gultch. Panicking the Adept took her own life out of fear of the Inquisition. A personal cogitator in her quarters took a long while to breach but eventually gave ups its secretes and showed the party the location of Venomskin’s hideaway.
Several days journey out into the Ashen Wastes the group discovered Venomskin’s hideaway in the carcass of a buried land train. Inside sat a dying Venomskin, killed by one of Ignato’s assassins. Before he passed away Venomskin gestured to a painting in his quarters. Behind the image was an envelope with a data chip containing damning evidence of Ignato’s involvement in the forgery plot. With the Chip in had the Acolytes set off to confront the Arch-Cardinal.

Securing Transport back to the Cathedral of Illumination was done in the next few days and the group headed off. Upon arrival however chaos had broken out as it seemed a rumor had begun that the pulpit in the Cathedral had begun to drip blood from the Emperor. Bezerk faithful clogged the streets around the cathedral and Arbite-APC and tanks had been destroyed in the ensuring melee. With the scalding sun beating down on them the group landed on a nearby landing pad and were confronted by a weary group of Arbites with orders to no allow anyone on the pad. After a confusing skirmish identities were passed and the Arbites stood down. Slightly injured the Acolytes quickly made their way into the cathedral. Hunting for Ignato they finally found him in the Garden of Repose.

Only… it was not Ignato but a man calling himself Caecilus Vraine and wearing the Arch-Cardinal’s skin! The powerful psyker attacked without remorse and it seemed as though no weapon could hurt the vile sorcerer. As the battle ground on the Acolytes slow began to succumb to their wounds but also seemed to be slowly damaging the warp-tainted fiend. Just as things began to turn for Vraine he summoned all his psychic power for a crushing blow the warp turned on him and consumed him body and soul. In his place an unbound demon possessed his already broken husk of a body. Before the warp-powered creature could truly wreck havoc, a lucky shot from blessed bolt round tore though the torso on the beast and ended his brief existence in the realm of reality.

In the aftermath an explosion blasted though the roof of the cathedral. From the freshly opened holed hurtled the glinting, wet, skinless body of what the group understands as the true Ignato.

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