M41. 907: Concluding Affairs on Fervious

Incoming…


M41. 908-912: Chasing Shadows

Incoming…


As the braziers on the walls flicker eerily the two suited men sit silently across a regicide board. The younger of the two brushes some ash from his fine grey coat as he lights another lho stick, a habit Gallus' time at the Inquisitors side had failed to eradicate.
Knight G seven
Across from him the older man takes his move, sipping a crystal glass of amasec as he does so.
King D eight
Inquisitor Vulpus leans back from the dark stone board and observes as his Interrogator makes his next move.
Queen F six
"I think I've found him", Vulpus' face almost makes a smile as he utters the words and moves an ornate knight piece to take Gallus' queen.
Gallus' brow furrows as he replies; "That rat bastard? Are we sure this time?"
"Sure enough. I'm dispatching you to investigate."
"Shall I reform Osiris?"
Vulpus shakes his head, "Impossible I'm afraid, Von Hellstrom is in deep cover and Marius has been reassigned to the navy". Vulpus produces a data-slate from his coat and slides it across the stone table.
Gallus stands as he reads the slate, sliding through the attached reports with practiced ease. "To protect the Lord Admiral I assume, how serious was the assassination attempt…?" He stops reading even as the question leaves his lips, "Kovenicus? I thought he was gallivanting around the expanse?"
Taking a swig from his glass Vulpus pauses before responding. "Apparently not. The Lord Hereticus himself requested his assistance from the Arch-Magos Militant of his taskforce…it seems they served together under the late Inquisitor Goldspire."
"Very late, that was mid 700's wasn't it? Regardless I'll be glad of his assistance," Gallus stands as he pockets the data-slate and begins to walk towards the door.
Vulpus' face grows dark as he observes Gallus' movement. "Graff Priori may be a fine head for your mantlepiece Interrogator but you have not captured him yet and it is unwise to leave a game half finished".
Gallus turns as he reaches the door, the smile gone from his lips. Walking back to the table he moves his piece.
Bishop E seven
"Priori is not a trophy but a rabid dog that needs to be put down. And your pardon Inquisitor but the game is over."
Inquisitor Vulpus watches as Gallus collects his side arm and pulls open the heavy stone door before looking down at his King, encircled by the pawns of his opponent.
"How fitting".

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