Where the Wild Things Roam
“You are an Acolyte in the service of the Emperor’s Inquisition. You stand in the front line of a great and secret war where your duty is to hunt out the foul stench of heresy, the vile alien, and the twisted influence of Chaos. You will tread where others fear, venturing to distant planets, ancient space hulks, and the unsavory depths of the hive cities.
You will never know fame or reward, yet if you stand resolute your deeds will be whispered to the God-Emperor of Mankind and your name will be revered for millennia.”
‘Trust not the words of the heretic. The lying tongue enters the ear, caresses the brain, and seeks the corruption of the soul.’ -Unknown