Timestamp: 7.811.996.M41

Location: The Haegum, Hive Tarsus, Scintilla, Golgenna Reach

Situation: Undergoing basic Inquisition indoctrination

Body: That first approach to Scintilla left memories that will not soon fade. You had all gathered in the observation blister for the event. A light meal had been prepared. There were drinks. Nice enough, but it was not the party that was memorable. It was the lights. So many and so bright... that they blotted out the stars. Endless strings of starships going to and from, light little fiery beads making their way across the void - only some of them turned out to be to the Maiden what boulders are to pebbles; quite a bit bigger. Then came the orbitals, draped around Scintilla like so many glittering necklaces. And finally the planet itself... hive Tarsus hidden from view by the orbitals, but then Sibellus slowly rolled into view... a billion billion lights covering much of the northern continent, only partially obscured by clouds and pollution.

While the Maiden headed for the great bulk of the massive orbital docks you boarded a lighter and descended towards the planet's surface. It moved at a ponderous pace, for Xerza seemed not to be in a hurry, and used few if any of the clearance codes that would have sped you along the way. The drop down was about as pleasant as they get - lots of shuddering and turbulence, the hull and plasma screens of the lighter the only two things between you and fiery doom. Then you were through and started to approach the immense lattice that makes up Hive Tarsus - gargantuan columns and girders stretching from the bowels of the earth and high into the sky, with entire cityscapes suspended in between, but leaving enough room for fliers to access most parts of the hive directly.

The cityscape containing the Haegum lay somewhere in the middle, in one of the commercial districts. The lighter put down, you got out, showed your papers and got ushered into a waiting lift. A lift that took you discreetly into to bowels of the stack, far beneath the regular workers posing as a front operation for Tancred's cadre. Seven sub-levels owned and run privately by one of Ordo Claixis' most eccentric Inquisitors. Containing living areas, training facilities, armories, librariums, operations centrals; all the things one needs to run an organization like this.

Upper mid-tiers, Hive Tarsus - many areas are accessible only by air (sign in a local language imported from Ixanid Sector)

Next followed three months of screening, training, and indoctrination. This was what you were supposed to have gone directly to - no wild journeys through the Immaterium. No rebels, orks, or cultists. The screening was supposed to make sure you were physically, mentally, and spiritually pure. You all passed that one. Training aimed at making sure you all had a set of basic skills; reading, numbers, shooting a pistol straight, killing with a blade up close, lores about the Imperium and other things, basic tech-use. Some of you had only a few holes, others quite a few more. Then there was indoctrination. Hypno-therapy. Pain simulation. Anti-interrogation techniques - including suicide options.

You were even assigned your own quarters for personal storage and later use; you would not remain here much longer, but you would return from time to time. For debriefing, rest, transit or advanced training. Finally, at the end of those three months you received your assignments; Haxtes and Maxi to establish undercover identities in Hive Sibellus. The others various other assignments.