What is an Inquisition? (WH40K, Acolyte of an inquisitor quest)

A/N: only one fate point per round in combat.

Used one fate point to recover 1d5 wounds. Rolled 3. Acolyte at 5/13 wounds.

Narrative start:
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You whip around looking for trouble, shrugging off the fading pain from your arm and leg. You spot an enemy with a smoking hole through his shoulder popping up out of cover to shoot at Roblix. He hasn't heard of ammo conservation or grouping his shot, just spraying and praying in Roblix's general direction.


You gather your nerve, waiting for a momentary lull before charging down the road, screaming "get the flankers!!!"

You can hear Roblix shout from behind the car "There are no more flankers, girl!"

You don't pay him any attention as the man starts to turn his full auto barrage in your direction. Unfortunately for him, you're faster! You use your momentum to lean into the hit with your weight, and strike out at the man.


The chainsword comes down, BRRRRRReeeeerrrrrrrChchch as it passes through the body and skitters off the concrete beneath the body. Rapidly, the area is covered in a gory mess of blood, piss, stomach acid, and feces.

You look away from the mess to look for another combatant. There are none, but there are several cultists crawling away at best speed, dragging broken legs behind them, and another patch of gore and scorched bodies, from what you assume was the grenade going off.

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As you see all of your enemies defeated before you, you cry out "The Emperor protects!" Roblix replies with "Hooah, Glory to the Omnissiah!"

Roblix steps from behind his cover and puts his slugthrower away into his bag, before drawing a sheathed sword. It hums softly, as you watch him sever heads from the defeated men and women laying on the ground.

You rev your chainsword and begin to follow along. Traveling in a spiral from the outside travelling inwards, opposite to Roblix. While you are carefully picking your way among the bodies to avoid slipping and falling into the gore, you call out to Kerra, "Kerra, can you pile the bodies up for a proper pyre, and remove any valuables from them?"

Kerra calls out "Yes, sister." and begins to start the process of dragging bodies away.

Now that you think about it, you could also ... "Young man! Come out and to us. The Emperor's servants will protect you from these heretics! Reveal yourself." You say this as you stab down into the chest of a woman. The lifeblood spraying wildly into the air as you rev the chainswords holy engine.

Some time passes while you and Roblix clean up the area before the boy does show himself. When he does, you notice that he is trembling badly. You smile at him gently and stop your bloody task to lead him to Kerra. "Take care of the young man Kerra and have him help you move and loot the bodies."

You return to your bloody work.

At the conclusion of your task, you turn to Roblix and ask "Any chance you can find another vehicle to use? We need to get to the tower as soon as practical."

His synthetic voice returns to you, "Yes, sister. I contemplated the same course of action myself. I will go and acquire us a vehicle. Stay here, i will be back soon."

He stabs the last man before turning and stalking off into the night.

You shake your head, before grabbing the feet of the woman you just released to the Emperor's care, dragging her to the forming pile.

"Do you think you could look at my wounds while we drive to the tower?" You ask Kerra, and her reply is a bit bitter for you "Unfortunately we don't have medical supplies and neither of us are trained medicae. We are both members of the Myrmidex. War priests of Rhodin IV."

You have learned something new about the mechanicus. Despite growing up on a forge world, you have had very little contacf with the machine cult.

Some minutes after you return your attention to the task at hand, you are surprised by the sound of Roblix's return. He nods to you as he steps out of a small ground car, barely big enough for the four of you.

"Grab everything of value and throw it in here." He demands as he walks around to the back of the vehicle and opens a hatch to a storage area.

You grab a handful of the more valuable slugthrowers as identified by Kerra, and a few chainswords and place them roughly into the back of the vehicle. "Let's get moving." You say and beckon the boy to the car. As you help him get into the groundcar, you ask him, "What is yout name, little one?" And the boy responds after some time, "I am Arron, and I survived the destruction of my Schola Progenum. It was a slaughter." He breaks down into tears as he recalls the horror he has seen. You awkwardly pat his back and respond, "We killed them all, son."

His reply stuns you, "No, there were at least ten times as many who stormed the academy. These were just the ones who followed me when I ran."

Maybe we should avoid going in that direction then?

Roblix and Kerra are already strapped into the front seats, so you close the door and walk around to the other side, and get in the rear with Arron. As you are strapping yourself in Roblex pulls away from the carnage and begins driving down the thoroughfare. Kerra leans over her seat to hand you your bag. "You left it in the last vehicle, try to keep better track of it in the future."

You just nod and say "Thank you."

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You consider stripping out of your armored bodyglove to check for wounds, in the relatively private car with three other people. The presence of Kerra and to a lesser extent, Arron, does not bother you. Despite Roblix being distracted while driving, you are concerned that he might get an eyeful and become distracted.


You decide against it, and just check with your hands to look for any obvious bleeding.


Your check with your hands turns up no bleeding under the bodyglove, as far as you can tell. You pray to the emperor for small mercies, under your breath, then turn to you companions.


You say to Roblix and Kerra, "Brother, sister, please keep an eye out for signs that we are heading into a trap or ambush, or are being followed." Kerra nods to you, after looking to Roblix.


You haven't actually learned that many prayers yet, but decide to try and lead a prayer with your companions. You begin with one you only party remember from your father. Kneeling beside him in the small shrine to the emperor at your childhood home, before the Khornites took him from you. You think it went something like,

"I offer my strength to the Emperor, I pray that he redresses it. I offer my heart's blood to the Emperor, I pray that it quenches His thirst. I offer my body to the emperor, I pray He grants me a clean death. I pray for His protection, as I offer all that I am." (A/N: Edited for DoF.)

As your prayer finishes, all three listeners nod their head and offer you thanks. Then Roblix replies with, " Machine God, aspect of the Emperor, watch over us in our travels, shield us with metal and lightning. For the universe is an uncaring void, and the Warp hungers for us all."

Then he turns to you, and declares "we shall be there in another 10 minutes. Although, with the unrest, I expect us to find their security first, and spend some time in their care before being allowed to move on."

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You nod to Roblix, after his explanation of what is going to happen. You look to Arron, "so it has been a year since I left the Schola Progenum." You tell him. "Is Adept Amerus still refusing to bathe regularly?" You ask.

Arron's nose wrinkles from the memory and replies to you "Yes, he still smells of curdled milk and piss."

"What path has the Schola assigned to you? I was chosen to go to the Administratum, but I managed to avoid that fate by volunteering for the sisters of battle. The minor order militant that holds sway on this world to guard the Ecchlisiarchy next door. The administratum couldn't stop me from volunteering once I came of age. I think life among the Adepts would have killed me."

Arron shakes his head "I was selected for the Arbites, like my father before me. He died during the last uprising on planet, 12 years ago."

You gasp, and grab the flower in glass from your bag, clasping it tightly. "My parents both died as well during the uprising. My father was a guardsman stationed with the 12th home guard regiment, and my mother was an adept at the dockyard where it first erupted."

He sniffles a bit and says to you, "I barely remember his face. My mother died when I was barely old enough to walk. A wasting sickness took her."

You nod and then tell Arron, "Well, we're going to be safe soon, but you must remember to be mindful of what you say. It may get a bit uncomfortable for everyone once we arrive. Chaos cults have a habit of making everyone paranoid. Prepare yourself."

"Roblix do you know if there are any Sororitas where we are going?"

"I would think there would be a few to coordinate the defence of the planet, but they might not have made it yet, depending on how bad the fighting is. This uprising was not expected at all."

You smile and reply with a laugh "Aye, never any warning with cultists." You giggle out.

"Oh, before I forget to ask, how well equipped was the group that attacked the Schola, Arron?" He looks up from where he was fidgeting and say "At least one hundred, with several Rhino ground transports, a few heavy weapons, but mostly stubber and hand stubber projectile weapons. The leader did have power armor and a power sword, but the rest were in leathers in the main."

Roblix nods and says "That's good intelligence. Thank you, Arron." The robotic tones of Roblix's voice interjects.

"We're here" Kerra states before you look around and see you are surrounded by mostly guardmen, with a few tech-priests here and there. Roblix rolls down his window and begins "Gentlemen, I've got intelligence for Magos Sycilt." Before his voice devolves into the screeching speech of Binary. The nearest Priest returns his screeching, before waving you through. As you're pulling away you look to Roblix "Rank has priveleges, you know."

You do indeed know this lesson.

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Current unspent XP is 120 plus 50 for completing all the primary objectives of Chapter one. No secondary objectives completed (of two). No reputation hits or losses. Gained the talent Friendship (Roblix and Kerra). Gained the talent Peer (Arron).

170 XP to spend. You can choose to bank this XP until the end of the next chapter, or buy a skill (initial rank 1 purchase of skills with 2 apptitudes are the only thing you can afford with only 170 XP.)

Chapter 2 starts with the next update. I will be making only one update next week on Sunday night. Sunday morning, at 10 am voting will be over. Thanks and have a great week everyone!