One standard year already. Lucky us that there was a lithographer who was willing to take a snapshot for our celebration day.
By the way that’s Ralph with me, whom we call Sigil.


One standard year already. Lucky us that there was a lithographer who was willing to take a snapshot for our celebration day.
By the way that’s Ralph with me, whom we call Sigil.


The long corridors of House Druquard a hardly affected by the war storm outside and within the hive. Their own security systems and autonomous setup keeps them from almost any harm. So they don’t even bother with those ongoings while more important things are do be done. Once again the Chief Trade Interrogator and her bodyguard servitor approach the car vault to meet with those who stay hidden in the shadows.

+++INQ >>> Xenos tech detected >>> start protocol 3323.33A <<<EOM+++
Who is this Chief Trade Interrogator? What tech is running her monstrous servitor? Who is Cordula Druquard? The data available states her to be the eldest daughter of Lord Druquard and to be in that position for more than fifty years. No entries available about the servitor or its tech.


+++ MSG >> incoming >> receiving activity confirmation of House Druquard >> RQS INQ << EOM +++
Inquisitorial request. We have confirmation of the ongoings in the noble House Druquard. Deploying next steps.

+++ INQ +++ ULTIMATE >> initiate phase 2.33H +++
The Inquisitorial retinue is called in. They’ll soon gather and take actions. Next strike is on House Druquard. Evidence is overwhelming.

+++ INQ +++ Ohura confirms >> phase 2.33H +++
The gathering for the next strike begins. I like the mood, the quiet before the storm. It calms me down. It’s better than lohstick.


+++ INQ +++ HM confirms >> phase 2.33H +++
This time the Inquisitor herself will be part of the engagement.


+++ MSG +++ incoming >> reached street level 3H << EOM +++

Out of the building doesn’t really feel like being outside. The visual range at least increased from a few paces up to one hundred paces. The progress is still slow, it’s like in those dreams where you run without reaching anything. Outside the buzzing is louder. No, not louder. I can’t really hear it, only feel it.

It’s one corner at a time. Cover, go, cover, go. No movement on the scanners. Where’s the other squad? Where’s the sub hab?

Everyone is freaked out, no one would dare say so. An empty city with millions of people hiding and other things crawling around. You feel movement all around you. Thoughts peeking at you. You see fear without seeing anything.

+++ MSG << incoming << re-send sub hab coordinates << waiting … >> EOM +++


Rumour has it that the Hive City’s nobles are still running both their business and their pleasures despite the weird things going on in this place.
