Outside your Aquilla class shuttle, the winds are rising in force, buffeting the small craft as it hurtles through the skies of Sepheris Secundus. The hull of the shuttle is bleeding away of heat of re-entry, and high in the sky above you fancy you can still see the gleam of light that marks your masters vessel. Your minds fall back over the brief meeting that had occured aboard it, setting you on your path to this frozen world.<br/><br/>There was a recent uprising that necessitated force to put down and so a platoon of Imperial Guard set down in the heart of the rebellion and silenced the mobs. Once the worst of the fighting had passed, they secured the area, which included an exploration of the Gorgonid Mine, where the fighting was the heaviest. The reports are murky, since a number of squads went missing in the dark, but suffice to say, the Commissar sealed shut the mine and quarantined the entire region.<br/><br/>Under ordinary circumstances, the Inquisition would have looked into this matter at its own pace, but the damage to the world’s economy and by extension the entire sector’s economy could prove too severe if the problem was left unattended. Perhaps a tech priest or savant could make reason of the urgency of this matter, but you cannot see it. However, duty requires not your understanding, only your obedience.<br/><br/>From a brass speaker on the wall comes the voice of the pilot. "Landing zone is three minutes out. All acolytes, secure for landing."<br/>