<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Gothic;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Book 0: Prelude</span></span></div><br/>Upon the hidden orbital platform that circles the planet Dusk, the Acolytes of various Inquisitors find themselves gathering to a single platform under their new reassignment authority under an Inquisitor they never heard of before.<br/><br/>Each hailing from the different Ordos, it was going to be quite an interesting mix of variety and paradigm to how things go. With this odd mixture become a quite strong cohesion or will it collapse upon itself and destroy itself from within?<br/><br/>The various transport pod shuttles used or docking were dispatched from their various small class ships, each coming into the docking bays simultaneously. As the doors open, the Acolytes would find themselves to nary a soul. Nothing but an empty port as the different people would pile out of their respective ships. The pilots were quite... quick to leave as soon as their passengers left, now leaving the group stranded aboard the strange vessel.<br/><br/>The docking bay was rather sparsely kept in terms of equipment, a few boxes here or there scattered and kept in order. Three doors were available to entryway into the various other areas of the station. One to the left, to the center and to the right of the group. A loud metallic buzz sounded over the airways as it filled the station, a static message would blare out over the intercom in a gender neutral voice.<br/><br/>"All Acolytes are to report to their designated Barracks. Enter the right quadrant to find the facilities. Upon arrival to the Barracks, Acolytes must wait for instruction. They are NOT, I repeat NOT allowed to leave their designated Barracks. That is all."<br/><br/>The intercom turns off and the red lamp above the door to the right changes from the dark crimson red to that of a bright green, signaling that the door was now unlocked.