“So far from the light of the Throne,
it is easy to get lost in the darkness.â€
— Inquisitor Vownus Kaede.
“There shall be no mercy for those too weak to adhere to the correct course.
For mercy shall destroy us if it erodes our strength and weakens our resolve.
Find courage in your hatred of the xenos, the impure and witch.
To do otherwise is to shame the very foundations of the institution you represent.â€
— Inquisitor Sand, informal address to retinue.
Seven month ago you gave your report to Inquisitor Sand about the Auction at the House of Dust and Ash where you lost Xanthia to a daemon blade.
Four months ago you left Scintilla on a pilgrimage to the Shrine of St. Drusus on the planet Maccabeus Quintus.
Two month ago you left Maccabeus Quintus after a peaceful pilgrimage to the shrine where the Cleric Rego had his blade sanctified.
One week ago you transferred from the cargo ship you were traveling on back to Scintilla to a new vessel, somewhat unexpectantly to the free trading vessel the Verdant Glory, mastered by Chartist Captain Baltis Mecather—a Rogue Trader trusted by the Inquisition to courier sensitive documents and other more dangerous cargo.
Yesterday you arrive in orbit above Scintilla. The Verdant Glory hangs, gothic and pristine, against the eyesore that is Scintilla from space. You have not been allowed to disembark. The captain's aide-de-camp has refused to tell you much only saying that the Rogue Trader Captain is acting on orders from the highest authority. You have however been treated well, you have been given access to the ships facilities such as the rifle range, the sparing chambers, medical facilities, a small librarium, and even a workshop areas beside the normal quarters and mess hall chambers.