Inquisitor
The Most Adorable Thing Ever, Costume Edition
@Alexandra
112.994.M41
They say that death is sacred. Spilling the blood of your foes is a ritual, the end result being to free the soul from the body. They say this is the greatest honor you can give someone, to give them the chance to be judged in death for their past. Providing this is your duty, and it's difficult to think of anything else you could be better at than providing this opportunity.
Murder is an artform, and the blade is your weapon.
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You'd been on countless missions like this. Bring death to an individual or group of individuals. It was an easy task to perform, and you'd done it more times than you could count--and you certainly enjoyed counting that number.
You found yourself being sent to the Agripinaa System, to Narsine, the system's chief supplier of labor. There was a revolt brewing, and the system needed its leadership decapitated. Literally, if need be.
The planet's surface is constantly frozen, maintaining an average of -100C at all times. You're dropped into the largest city on the planet--as well as the heart of this rebellion--called Margdis, with the weather-proof clothes on your back, your weapons, and names of who to speak to to track down the leadership. First on the list: Fardin Cunniff.
112.994.M41
They say that death is sacred. Spilling the blood of your foes is a ritual, the end result being to free the soul from the body. They say this is the greatest honor you can give someone, to give them the chance to be judged in death for their past. Providing this is your duty, and it's difficult to think of anything else you could be better at than providing this opportunity.
Murder is an artform, and the blade is your weapon.
...
You'd been on countless missions like this. Bring death to an individual or group of individuals. It was an easy task to perform, and you'd done it more times than you could count--and you certainly enjoyed counting that number.
You found yourself being sent to the Agripinaa System, to Narsine, the system's chief supplier of labor. There was a revolt brewing, and the system needed its leadership decapitated. Literally, if need be.
The planet's surface is constantly frozen, maintaining an average of -100C at all times. You're dropped into the largest city on the planet--as well as the heart of this rebellion--called Margdis, with the weather-proof clothes on your back, your weapons, and names of who to speak to to track down the leadership. First on the list: Fardin Cunniff.