<div align="center">(http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l81/Asmodeus1845/Stories/Silas_the_monk_by_Anasztaizia.jpg)</div><br/>Inquisitor Vaillon reached out, his bionic fingers brushing a few strands of the Sister's hair as he touched her face.<strong>"Oxygen-rich atmosphere - your inferno pistols would have cost me precious evidence."</strong>With his other hand, he gestured around him at the archive shelves with his lightning claw.<strong>"I have much to study here - the seeds of Heresy may lie in the logistics reports, the Astropath-archives, the shipping manifests."</strong><br/><br/>He turned from his kneeling subordinate and paced across the room, plucking a file from the shelf.<strong>"But take heart, Holy Sister - the time for retribution shall come.  The forces at work here are legion - that much has been revealed to us."</strong><br/><br/>The two of them glanced as Gor returned to office, a din of grunts and whistles accompanying the Ogryn's heavy steps.<strong>"Gor, another ship waits to take us to Delvon.  Ensure our supplies are transfered."</strong><br/><br/>The giant nodded repeatedly, watching as Vailon turned to the Battle Sister.<strong>"Vox to Brother Dardanos and tell him to stand down.  The Heresy has been neutralised."</strong><br/><br/>The Inquisitor returned to the desk with a handful of papers and data-slates, speaking out to both of them.<strong>"We must now turn our thoughts to Governor-General Khamaro.  The Inquisition has long followed Khamaro's reign.  He is a man of daring plans and aspirations beyond his station.  It troubles me that one so <em>ambitious</em> should allow Heresy to go unchecked."</strong><br/><br/>"And what of the other Inquisitor?" asked the Battle Sister.<br/><br/>Vailon stopped reading and rested his metal hands across the files, staring up at his henchmen.<strong>"Know this:"</strong>he rasped,<strong>"My cell was the first to be alerted and I was the first to be sent.  I am the authority on the Calleras System - it's history and politics.  This second agent, whoever he is, comes from outside.  He knows nothing of this system and he brings his own agenda.  I shall not trust such a man, and I advise you to take heed of my wisdom.  Should you meet the second Inquisitor, or his followers, they shall be to us a distraction we can ill afford.  I fear this system is in danger, and our action must be swift... merciless... forsaking friend and foe alike for the Emperor's good."</strong><br/><br/>That said, the Inquisitor lowered his head to read, the hood falling to cover his face.<br/><br/><br/>