I'm getting stressed about not getting enough work done... Must work harder the next couple of evenings! And take pictures to share! And stop using so many exclamation marks! And also must update on the yakcomp #36 progress! Aaaargh!
Inquisitor Challenger towards the end of her career. Outcast from the ordos, out of coventional allies, yet still dedicated to her mission. The jungles of Zeralis X hold a secret she is intent to find, at any cost.
She no longer has the resources to maintain her power armour and psycannon. Her bionic arm has failed, and been replaced with a more simple power bladed stump.
At this stage in her career the Inquisitor is in full control of her psychic powers. The skull of her mentor still escorts her, now being given free mobility with antigrav motors.
Her retinue is reflective of her outcast status.
Using lore gleaned from autoseance with the skull of her burnt mentor, the Inquisitor learned how to create daemonhosts.
This specimen is identified as The Hanged Man. A particularly tormented creature, it's psychic powers are formidable and hard to control.
Bereft of conventional transport, the Inquisitor has called in a long standing favour with an Aeldari pirate to allow her to reach Zeralis via the webway. Curious as to the Inquisitors goal, the Prince has agreed to escort her to the surface.
The jungles of Zeralis X hold many secrets but are ever shifting and full of danger.
To find what she seeks, Inquisitor Challenger has resourced a feral guide. A heretic by any imperial standard, and equipped with aracheotech of unknown origin, The Guide is able to find the right path.
Her final companion is the most mysterious.
This assassin has been sent into the jungles of Zeralis X in pursuit of the rogue Inquisitor.
No-one knows what passed between the assassin and his quarry when they finally met, but he is now dedicated to her protection.
Lies. All lies. The demon's words, those vile whispers. She should not even have listened
They took her tongue so she would not repeat them. She took her own eyes. She need not see their faces. All shall burn.
May the God-Emperor show all their souls mercy, for she had none left to give.