Inquisitor's notes:
Chapter Name:Spider Guard
Chapter Master:Karachna Orglaz
Homeworld(s):Corathia System
Heraldry:Black Chest and Groin, Light Green Shoulders and Arms, Dark Green Legs and Feet.
Points of Note:Main tactica is to hide behind a tree as this hides the painted-black chest and groin to provide a crude form of camouflage. 23,672 Inquisitors have been reported missing and are presumed dead from this location. The chapter is presumed renegade for this reason. The largest group of Inquisitors to go missing in this region at any one time is 25, including apprentices.
Karachna Orglaz ducked as a volley of bolter rounds flew past his head. A burst of white light flew across the battlefield and exploded into a mini supernova as a plasma-cannon armed marine behind him opened fire. Drawing his sword he smashed into an oncoming berserker. As the blades clashed he flicked on the disruption field and slowly sliced through his opponent's chain-axe. While the now useless weapon fell to the ground, Karachna used the momentum to drive his sword between the berserker's helmet and breastplate, disarming and beheading the enemy in one swing. The headless body collapsed and Karachna charged onward towards the enemy lines as if the berserker had been nothing more than fog.
The corridor echoed as Karachna walked down it, his honour guard a few steps in front and behind. He was in full ceremonial armour, intricate tracings of gold and silver worked onto the chapter's heraldry, black and green. The armour alone showed the importance of the meeting Karachna was headed to and prompted many to clear the corridor in front of him, causing a few accidents in the process.
Karachna himself was worried. He had been called anonymously to this meeting and had been informed that a ship had entered one of the lower hangers without permission. When he went down to investigate he was denied access by a higher authority. Strangely enough as it was his ship belonging to his chapter, the only higher authority was…
His thoughts were interrupted as he crashed into the champion of his honour guard who happened to be in the process of opening the meeting room door. As this meeting room sometimes contained ambassadors from hostile alien races, the door happened to be made of one foot of solid ceramite with multiple locks. If even one lock was opened incorrectly, a master lock would vacuum-seal the door and it could take weeks to open.
This annoyed the champion but he kept it to himself as Karachna was known to give sharp (and often incredibly painful) kicks to the groin when angry.
When the door was finally open Karachna strode in to meet his worst fear.. a man about three quarters size wearing a hooded cloak. The only visible adornment was a large pendant made from the letter I with three strikes through it.
To anyone else this would have meant nothing, but Karachna had had several dealings with these men in the past.
The Inquisition were men dedicated to rooting out heretics, daemons and rogue psykers. Rather ironic as many of them are psykers themselves.
"Leave it." Rattled a tinny, electronical voice from somewhere within the hood.
"Leave what?" asked Karachna while slowly removing his hand from the handle of a holstered plasma pistol. He was now more cautious, the last Inquisitor had been a little slower.
"Nice try..." droned the Inquisitor, "... but I am here to arrest you for crimes against the Imperium of Man. You will leave under my jurisdiction or not at all."
"And what if I choose a third option?" asked Karachna.
"What third option?" managed the Inquisitor shortly before his head vaporised in a cloud of plasma.
"Don't ask." Karachna replied as he holstered the red hot plasma pistol, pivoted on his heel and marched out of the room, his honour guard getting over their momentary shock and stumbling after him.
No one dared to bother Karachna as he returned to his quarters. If you discount the marine pointing out Karachna's holster was on fire only to get shot as Karachna removed it. He was obviously in a foul mood. That had been the fifth Inquisitor this year.