"A small mind is a tidy mind, that is true.

But those Gangers are so doltish they’d summon a daemon 

before they’d realise they were reading a heretical text.

Thank the Emperor they’re all illiterate."

Poltus Hale, Ordo Malleus Interrogator

  "Well, I should have said, Inquisitor-Lord Westin, wants to speak with you about, helping, Inquisitor-Lord "Ares"," Melisende said. 

  "Melisende, how are you doing," I ask quietly. 

  "Tomorrow, 0900 hours, Inquisitor-Lord Westin's palace. Be there," she said avoiding my question.

  "Will you be there," I ask her. 

  "No, I have a mission to prep for. And I am fine.  Mar Chaunt, I will let you know next time I am available for dinner," Melisende says as she begins to walk out. 

  "Melisende, can we talk," I say as she walks out of my palace. 

  "Inquisitor Thrace, what do you think she meant about Inquisitor "Ares" needing your help'" Mar asked. 

  "I have no clue, Trusted Acolyte Mar. Prep a list of available agents. Looks like I will need a team soon,"  I tell Mar using his formal title.

  The next morning, I boarded the Arvus lighter and informed the pilot of the destination. A quick ten minute uneventful flight, I arrived at Inquisitor-Lord Westin's private palace. It has been years since I have been here. A servitor meet with me at the landing pad and escorted me to the Breakfast Nook area. Food and drink was spread about on the servers along the long wall.  I stand looking out the window, waiting for Inquisitor-Lord Westin to arrive.  I did not wear my armor and weapons, but they are in the Arvus, just in case. 

  "Tobias, it has been a long time," Inquisitor-Lord Westin says to me as he enters, the nook. He is not wearing his armor but I can tell he still has hidden weapons on him. 

  "Inquisitor-Lord Westin, it has been a while," I said as I grip his forearm in greeting. 

  "Please eat, we have much to discuss," Inquisitor-Lord Westin tells me as he begins creating his plate. 

  Inquisitor-Lord Westin begins telling me about what he can about my former mentor, Inquisitor-Lord "Ares" needing my help. "Ares" is on assignment with the Chambers Militant of the Ordo Malleus, heading towards the Khymara Sub-Sector. Besides the Chamber Militant of the Ordo Malleus, Exorcists Chapter, Howling Griffons Chapter, Iron Hands, and Astra Militarum are operating in the area. Unfortunately, Xenos races, Tyranids, T'au. Orks. are operating in the area. But that is not the concern, It is the Thousand Sons, Red Corsairs and Chaos Lord Carnifex of Iron Warriors Legion and his forces that is concerning.  One of the Planets in the Khymara Sub-Sector was formerly know as Praxia, one of the first Daemonic Incursions during the Horus Heresy. Inquistor-Lord Westin hands me a data wafer and tells me to open this when I am enroute to Khymara Sub-Sector.  Inquisitor-Lord Westin then tells me he is assigning one of his Acolytes, to my team to assist me and he will be set up as a back up to my forces as precaution.  After the briefing and breakfast, we catch up for a little bit. Then I return to the Arvus. 

  "Melisende," I say as I see her in full armor near the Arvus. 

  "We will have plenty of time to talk, Inquisitor Thrace. We should go," Melisende says.

  "Melisende, you will need this. Courtesy of Inquisitor-Lord Westin," I say handing her an Inquisitorial Rosette. 

  "What," she says to me. 

  "Inquisitor Melisende Tyre,"  I say to her as I board the Arvus.