"Heretics and mutants.. great." [i]That was probably a bad thing.. in Freya's case, anyway. No doubt that the agents of the Imperium could recognize the abnormal magics that made up the barrier that would surround the garrison that Freya held. It was not daemonic, but it was certainly magical. Additionally, she had taken to harboring abhumans and magic users, too.[/i] [i]She would follow, as a simple silence would take over. Perhaps the meeting with the Lord-Commander would be successful.[/i]

[i]LORD CAPTAIN REEEEE Anyways. The group had taken a rather quiet stroll to the Genellian Station, the only sound interrupting the silence was the low hum of the grav-plates on the Cherub. Once they had reached the station the Seneschal had identified themselves and were escorted to the shuttle itself. It was relatively small red and black spacecraft, almost 12 meters in height and 28 in wingspan. The taper and the 'wings' were clearly an imitation of the Imperial Aquila. The Heavy Bolter on the nose held 400 rounds, alas this was it's only defense. It was a transport craft made for travel from orbit to atmosphere. The reinforced the glass showed the pilot starting up the shuttle with the twin jet engines roaring to life, the back of it folding down as a ramp. The entire group had entered the craft which left some empty seats.[/i] "[i]Preparing for Orbit in 3...[/i] [i]The ramp folded back up and sealed itself.[/i] "[i]Two...[/i]" [i]"One.[/i]" [i]The Lander had took to the skies, heading for The Retribution which was currently in Orbit.[/i] "While most of the Imperium does not necessarily tolerate Xenos, we must as it is our job. Though this comes at a price, namely escorting....[u]them[/u]." [i]Gilliam had nearly shuddered at the mentioning of The Inquisition.[/i]

"Them?" [i]Freya would softly question, her hands crossed over her chest as she would question the factor, or existence rather, of "Them". Clearly, they didn't sound like an exciting topic.. though she would pursue.[/i] [spoiler]Shit reply, sorta hasty rn. Sorry, man.[/spoiler]

"The Inquisition." [i]Gilliam had said in a hushed tone to Freya.[/i] "They are the Agents of the Emperor to be specific. Rooting out heresy and daemons and whatnot. I used to be one of their Acolytes, back then I was not a Rogue Trader but a simple Arbite. Back then I was blind to the frightening truth. Though the Emperor had protected me that fateful day from being executed for encountering cultists and eventually a Daemon, it seemed he had different plans for me." "The reason I fear them is the fact they hold absolute authority, as if their word is the God-Emperor's itself. They are not...evil, but they can execute me if they happen to be on a bad day. So far I have been lucky to escort more tolerant Inquisitors and their acolytes." [i]He explained, before crossing his arms. 15 minutes had passed and The Retribution was in view.[/i]

"Hmm. Not to.. offend, but that has it's flaws. I don't understand the evils that your realm may possess, so correct me if I am wrong.. but what if an Inquisitor takes to abusing their duties? Forgive me, again. In Trayve, we do not suffer the threat of daemonic beings and such." [i]Freya would murmur, as she would then simply look onwards, towards The Retribution in the distance. She couldn't hide a certain type of impressment. The Imperium was.. very militaristic, like the Trayvens were, but even more than the medieval/fantasy bunch.[/i]

"Inquisitors and by proxy their acolytes are chosen due to how pure of heart and to the Emperor they are. But as for those who abuse their authority usually get put down by the Ordo Hereticus. You see, it is split into 3 Major Orders. Hereticus, which deals with the threat within the Imperium. Namely Heretics or Cultists who worship the Ruinous Powers. Xenos, which deals with the threat of Alien species and such. Not much to comment on there Finally Malleus...where I was recruited as an Acolyte for some time. They are the ones who deal with the threat of the warp and beings that are spawned from it. Usually most goals between these three co-align. But back on topic. There is little chance of corruption within the Inquisition due to the other members usually being able to root it out and burn it. That is all I can spare about the Inquisition, I believe I've already said too much about them." [i]The Lander had approached one of the docking bays and had landed itself. From what view Freya could get from the cockpit window, Tech Priests and their Servitors had been constantly working. The loading ramp had opened up, finally releasing the group from the ship.[/i] "This is The Retribution. A small part of it anyways. I cannot give a full tour I'm afraid, as even the oldest members of this ship do not know what it holds. So we shall go to the upper quarters, there we can talk." [i]He had said, turning to look at the Guards.[/i] "Alpha Squad, you may leave."

"Say all that you feel comfortable about saying. Or rather, whatever won't get you killed. Whether about me or your Imperium, I'd prefer an honest man over a deceitful friend." [i]Wow, much quoting.[/i] [i]The Trayven took The Retribution in a rather subtle manner, in contrast to literally any other medieval-fantasy commander that came upon the Imperium machine. Indeed, she did gaze upon the Tech Priests and such, while listening to the surprisingly interesting methods of this Inquisition as she followed Gilliam.[/i]

[i]Gilliam had nodded, a small sign of respect. He was slowly warming up to the Trayven, namely because any other person would have pressed on about the matter.[/i] "Do tell me, what Feudal-World do your people hail from? I apologize for my friend's improper titling the other day. He has a knack for identifying Xenos however, otherwise I would've booted him off the ship years ago." [i]Gilliam had asked the Trayven as now only Vorgen, Gilliam and Freya walked the halls of The Retribution.[/i] "I hail from the hive world of Scintilla myself, there I was an Arbite or what you might call a guard I suppose. I had dealt with hive gangers and mutants of course until that fateful day...which I had explained. Anyways, this is the Elevatus which is an elevator." [i]The Rogue Trader explained as they approached a pad with controls on it. He pressed a button and the doors had shut behind them as they had risen to the Upper Corridors. Your typical elevator music had played at a low but possibly annoying level.[/i]

"We have elevators, in the finer fortresses and keeps. They aren't as developed.. and we've yet to implement music, but it is a start." [i]Indeed, in some castles held within Trayve's dominion, functional elevator systems were a thing. They were accompanied by stairs and ladders if still necessary of course, but they were still quite common.[/i] "No offense taken. Though I fear that you should apologize to the messenger more. He is my bаstard brother, and.. he did not take it as lightly." [i]She would smile, at that. A simple jest, if anything.[/i] "I hail from the nation of Trayve, formed by my father and named after his House - Trayven, easily enough. While I am not a Trayven by blood.. Armillion would allow me to take the name. He has.. a fondness for adoption, I suppose."