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	A hand inlaid with black electoo inductors slides a tarnished door key from her spacious red sleeve and rubs it gently. Ravia explains, “I come to you from the planet Ryboth. Since the age of six, I have been taught in the ways of the Adeptus Mechanicus. My studies under my magos have been focused on Imperial weaponry.” The key slips fluidly back into the sleeve from whence it came. “I am willing to provide my knowledge to you all and the Inquisition in any way that I can.”		A hand inlaid with black electoo inductors slides a tarnished door key from her spacious red sleeve and rubs it gently. Ravia explains, “I come to you from the planet Ryboth. Since the age of six, I have been taught in the ways of the Adeptus Mechanicus. My studies under my magos have been focused on Imperial weaponry.” The key slips fluidly back into the sleeve from whence it came. “I am willing to provide my knowledge to you all and the Inquisition in any way that I can.”

	Removing a phial from inside her cowl, Ravia places it on the table deliberately. “These, my colleagues, are the vile juices of a heretical ~~brother~~ tech-priest. We are all here to stop such traitors from their ignoble deeds, including the improper use of Imperial machines.” Ravia’s left eye twitches. Whether this is a hint of a bad memory or a routine mechanical spasm, none can be certain. The phial is taken back into her robes.		Removing a phial from inside her cowl, Ravia places it on the table deliberately. “These, my colleagues, are the vile juices of a heretical tech-priest. We are all here to stop such traitors from their ignoble deeds, including the improper use of Imperial machines.” Ravia’s left eye twitches. Whether this is a hint of a bad memory or a routine mechanical spasm, none can be certain. The phial is taken back into her robes.

	“No doubt it is clear that my duty is to aid you all in the use of Imperial technology. The Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars, holy servants of the God-Machine, have sent me to assist the Inquisition to the best of my abilities. My desire is to honor the Omnissiah with my work.” She gives a small nod with her hooded head and retreats her hands inside her robes.		“No doubt it is clear that my duty is to aid you all in the use of Imperial technology. The Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars, holy servants of the God-Machine, have sent me to assist the Inquisition to the best of my abilities. My desire is to honor the Omnissiah with my work.” She gives a small nod with her hooded head and retreats her hands inside her robes.
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	'''++NOTE FROM ADEPT HOLLANUS++'''		'''++NOTE FROM ADEPT HOLLANUS++'''

	~~While the~~ vid ~~recording within the Tricorn Palace is self-explanatory, there are times throughout the work~~ of the Acolytes that ~~are still documented with pict-vid despite the apparent lack~~ of ~~any nearby recording apparatus~~. I ~~shall speculate on~~ the ~~agency behind this further on~~, and ~~continue~~ to ~~provide detailed textual descriptions~~.		At this point, vox and pict-vid records of the Acolytes become so fragmented and disjointed that a simple relaying of them proves impossibly garbled. Rather, I have summarized the endeavors of the Acolytes and created a complete record. Fortunately, I was able to conduct interviews and other research to allow this documentary to proceed.

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	===Episode 2===		===Episode 2===

	==Gallery==		==Gallery==

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	==Chapter 1==		==Chapter 1==
			===Prologue===
	Inquisitor Vownus Kaede is a member of the Ordo Hereticus of the Imperial Inquisition in the Calixis sector. As is the way of one in his position, he has recently recruited a group of exceptional individuals from Imperial society to serve as Acolytes to him. They shall function as investigators and extensions of the Emperor’s will. Herein follows a collection of all obtainable documents detailing the exploits and endeavors of a particular Acolyte team, henceforth simply referred to as the Acolytes.		Inquisitor Vownus Kaede is a member of the Ordo Hereticus of the Imperial Inquisition in the Calixis sector. As is the way of one in his position, he has recently recruited a group of exceptional individuals from Imperial society to serve as Acolytes to him. They shall function as investigators and extensions of the Emperor’s will. Herein follows a collection of all obtainable documents detailing the exploits and endeavors of a particular Acolyte team, henceforth simply referred to as the Acolytes.

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	'''++VI: IGNACE. REF: ASSASSINORUM. FILES CLASSIFIED++'''		'''++VI: IGNACE. REF: ASSASSINORUM. FILES CLASSIFIED++'''

	A lanky, pallid man wearing drab clothing and sitting up front stands up and says, "First of all, ye' honor, it is an absolute pleasure to be working with you. The stories of your witch-hunts were a big influence to me growing up. My name is Ignace and what you should know about me is that after my father, grandfather and uncle were all executed for being serial killers," Ignace pops a ~~breathmint~~, "I decided to take the family talent into a positive direction.		A lanky, pallid man wearing drab clothing and sitting up front stands up and says, "First of all, ye' honor, it is an absolute pleasure to be working with you. The stories of your witch-hunts were a big influence to me growing up. My name is Ignace and what you should know about me is that after my father, grandfather and uncle were all executed for being serial killers," Ignace pops a breath mint, "I decided to take the family talent into a positive direction.

	I thought I was going to be stuck in the factories all my life before someone finally noticed that talent. Now I'm not much in the way of swords such as yourself, ye'honor, but if you need some flies shot off your walls," Ignace quick-draws his laspistol and mock aims, "I can do it, Emperor-willing."		I thought I was going to be stuck in the factories all my life before someone finally noticed that talent. Now I'm not much in the way of swords such as yourself, ye'honor, but if you need some flies shot off your walls," Ignace quick-draws his laspistol and mock aims, "I can do it, Emperor-willing."
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	Looking around the room, his glance casually dismissive, he states, "I am Constantius Soranus, a cleric in the Adeptus Ministorum invested with the divine will of the God-Emperor of Mankind. There is no authority except from the Emperor, and whoever so resists the authorities resists the Emperor's will. Those who dissent bring judgment upon themselves."		Looking around the room, his glance casually dismissive, he states, "I am Constantius Soranus, a cleric in the Adeptus Ministorum invested with the divine will of the God-Emperor of Mankind. There is no authority except from the Emperor, and whoever so resists the authorities resists the Emperor's will. Those who dissent bring judgment upon themselves."

	Soranus' eyes glaze over as his arms rise towards the heavens, gesticulating towards some unseen ~~splendour~~. His faintly quivering fingers fairly vibrate with ecstasy as he shouts, "I am not a terror to good men, but to evil! Would you be unafraid of this authority? Then do what is good, and you will receive my approval, for I am the Emperor’s servant. But if you do evil, be afraid, for I do not bear this axe in vain; I am an avenger to execute His wrath on the evildoer. In His service, I shall render unto the God-Emperor the things that are His, be it the soul of every heretic in the sector!"		Soranus' eyes glaze over as his arms rise towards the heavens, gesticulating towards some unseen splendor. His faintly quivering fingers fairly vibrate with ecstasy as he shouts, "I am not a terror to good men, but to evil! Would you be unafraid of this authority? Then do what is good, and you will receive my approval, for I am the Emperor’s servant. But if you do evil, be afraid, for I do not bear this axe in vain; I am an avenger to execute His wrath on the evildoer. In His service, I shall render unto the God-Emperor the things that are His, be it the soul of every heretic in the sector!"

	His ~~fervour~~ temporarily abated, his arms drop heavily to his sides, and Constantius Soranus shuffles to the seat. He sits down and begins to finger an Aquila necklace, muttering softly to himself.		His fervor temporarily abated, his arms drop heavily to his sides, and Constantius Soranus shuffles to the seat. He sits down and begins to finger an Aquila necklace, muttering softly to himself.


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	"To the old mother it is" Ignace says from behind the wheel of the groundcar, "Of course, I'm going to have to make a couple stops along the way for snack rations and re-caff. Emperor-willing, a half hour detour will not result in the city's downfall."		"To the old mother it is" Ignace says from behind the wheel of the groundcar, "Of course, I'm going to have to make a couple stops along the way for snack rations and re-caff. Emperor-willing, a half hour detour will not result in the city's downfall."

	Dorn crawls into a shadowy corner of the groundcar and nestles himself in. Before nodding off, he says "Y'all sure do talk ~~alot~~. Y'all will be sure to let me know if somebody shoots in my direction, ok?”		Dorn crawls into a shadowy corner of the groundcar and nestles himself in. Before nodding off, he says "Y'all sure do talk a lot. Y'all will be sure to let me know if somebody shoots in my direction, ok?”

	Constantius glares about before sitting down and engaging himself with a tome and some reading.		Constantius glares about before sitting down and engaging himself with a tome and some reading.
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	"Someone in this pit of vipers will tell me what I want to know!" Constantius Soranus accosts a nearby ~~civillian~~, seizing his hand. The man yelps. "I have just broken this man’s little finger. Where is Uriah Haxtes? In the name of the Emperor, speak!"		"Someone in this pit of vipers will tell me what I want to know!" Constantius Soranus accosts a nearby civilian, seizing his hand. The man yelps. "I have just broken this man’s little finger. Where is Uriah Haxtes? In the name of the Emperor, speak!"

	Voleg quickly dashes to Constantius and puts his hand on his ~~houlder~~. "Hold friend, there is no need to get nasty, we are all friends here, right?" Voleg eyes the man that was just accosted. "Well friend, what do you know? I can only keep my comrade here at bay for as long as you provide us with something." He turns and smirks at Constantius. "let’s buy our new friend a drink and ask politely this time, shall we?"		Voleg quickly dashes to Constantius and puts his hand on his shoulder. "Hold friend, there is no need to get nasty, we are all friends here, right?" Voleg eyes the man that was just accosted. "Well friend, what do you know? I can only keep my comrade here at bay for as long as you provide us with something." He turns and smirks at Constantius. "let’s buy our new friend a drink and ask politely this time, shall we?"

	However, this unfortunate run-of-the-mill worker has absolutely no idea why a Cleric is physically assaulting him, and is terrified at the prospect of having incurred the Church's wrath somehow. He babbles incoherently as the patrons around him stare, shocked.		However, this unfortunate run-of-the-mill worker has absolutely no idea why a Cleric is physically assaulting him, and is terrified at the prospect of having incurred the Church's wrath somehow. He babbles incoherently as the patrons around him stare, shocked.
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	However, Ravia, Krol, Constantius, and Dorn all notice a man hastily get up at the mention of Haxtes' name, and practically bolt out of the bar when the finger snaps. Ravia and Krol in particular get very good looks at the man, and could easily identify him again or pick him out of a crowd.		However, Ravia, Krol, Constantius, and Dorn all notice a man hastily get up at the mention of Haxtes' name, and practically bolt out of the bar when the finger snaps. Ravia and Krol in particular get very good looks at the man, and could easily identify him again or pick him out of a crowd.

	"Ah ha!" cries Constantius Soranus as he spots the fleeing patron, "so this hive of scum and villainy ~~harbours~~ at least one rat!" Turning towards his most recent victim, he intones a short prayer and thanks him for his service to the Emperor. "Go in peace my child; may the Emperor's light shine upon thee." Hot on the heels of the potential informant, Constantius Soranus exits the bar and attempts to spot the individual. He spies the suspect, but Constantius is loath to fire his autopistol into a crowd of civilians. Instead, he lunges after him, seeking to arrest the man's flight.		"Ah ha!" cries Constantius Soranus as he spots the fleeing patron, "so this hive of scum and villainy harbors at least one rat!" Turning towards his most recent victim, he intones a short prayer and thanks him for his service to the Emperor. "Go in peace my child; may the Emperor's light shine upon thee." Hot on the heels of the potential informant, Constantius Soranus exits the bar and attempts to spot the individual. He spies the suspect, but Constantius is loath to fire his autopistol into a crowd of civilians. Instead, he lunges after him, seeking to arrest the man's flight.

	Krol does not like the watering hole. The weltering mass of humanity and steel is far beyond the sweltering jungle he knows. The interaction around him is readily related to the same interactions of power and place he saw among animals on Fedrid, and in fact reminds him strongly of the bustle around any reliable source of water, but the rules here are all strange to him. He glowers unhappily when Constantius breaks the scum's finger - it smacked of a weak hunter to need to show off his power that overtly.		Krol does not like the watering hole. The weltering mass of humanity and steel is far beyond the sweltering jungle he knows. The interaction around him is readily related to the same interactions of power and place he saw among animals on Fedrid, and in fact reminds him strongly of the bustle around any reliable source of water, but the rules here are all strange to him. He glowers unhappily when Constantius breaks the scum's finger - it smacked of a weak hunter to need to show off his power that overtly.
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	While en route, the suspect begins to rouse from unconsciousness. Realizing they haven’t brought manacles or rope, Constantius quickly accosts the man and holds him in a firm grapple.		While en route, the suspect begins to rouse from unconsciousness. Realizing they haven’t brought manacles or rope, Constantius quickly accosts the man and holds him in a firm grapple.

	"He's coming to," says Ignace. He leans in to the prisoner. "I take it you weren't running just because you were late for a dinner meeting, eh ~~gov~~'ner? I recommend you answer our questions or we may have to twist that leg right off. What can you tell us about Haxtes?”		"He's coming to," says Ignace. He leans in to the prisoner. "I take it you weren't running just because you were late for a dinner meeting, eh guv'ner? I recommend you answer our questions or we may have to twist that leg right off. What can you tell us about Haxtes?”

	The man glances at Ignace, and then his eyes lose focus. He starts muttering under his breath, and none of the Acolytes can quite make out what he is saying.		The man glances at Ignace, and then his eyes lose focus. He starts muttering under his breath, and none of the Acolytes can quite make out what he is saying.
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	"If we do go barging into his home," said Ignace, "I suggest we don't introduce ourselves as the Inquisition. Some sort of cover would be wise, especially considering that his family may not be involved in this man's dealings. We can get the jump on them afterward."		"If we do go barging into his home," said Ignace, "I suggest we don't introduce ourselves as the Inquisition. Some sort of cover would be wise, especially considering that his family may not be involved in this man's dealings. We can get the jump on them afterward."

	Dorn finally speaks up, tired of the haste with which the rest of the group seems unable to break from, "I'm taking us to the first chosen destination." His twitches seem to have subsided for the time being, "We are rushing this, we've still got the loony for a while before his ~~disapperance~~. Care has to be taken when we decide to go snooping around his place, I want this planned."		Dorn finally speaks up, tired of the haste with which the rest of the group seems unable to break from, "I'm taking us to the first chosen destination." His twitches seem to have subsided for the time being, "We are rushing this, we've still got the loony for a while before his disappearance. Care has to be taken when we decide to go snooping around his place, I want this planned."

	Back in the crew compartment, Stern is sitting in his undergarments, eyes closed, chanting in a normal voice now, still the same gibberish as before. Constantius has him in a good immobilizing hold, but the man is not resisting that at all. The Acolytes sit listening to the chanting as they approach Voleg’s apartment, unnerved but unsure of what to do.		Back in the crew compartment, Stern is sitting in his undergarments, eyes closed, chanting in a normal voice now, still the same gibberish as before. Constantius has him in a good immobilizing hold, but the man is not resisting that at all. The Acolytes sit listening to the chanting as they approach Voleg’s apartment, unnerved but unsure of what to do.

	==Gallery==		==Gallery==