WHAT IS MY FAITH?
The Emperor is our god and saviour. Through him we are protected from the enemies of mankind. Through him we can travel the warp guided by his will on the golden throne on Terra. Through him we are saved. This is true, it must be. I have been told it is true. Witch Seeker Valeria Vex once took me to Macheria to look at the pilgrims and witness their worship of the God Emperor. I watched as they wept in the pews and worked themselves into a frenzy on the temple steps. I did’t feel anything. I asked Seeker Valeria why the pilgrims were acting like that. She said the power of the Emperor was too much for them. When questioned why I felt nothing she signed it was because were “blessed to see only the truth of things”. I still don’t know what she meant by this. I was taken into Inquisitor Ventium’s custody before taking my vows of tranquility, so I never got an answer. Something to ponder on.
WHAT IS MY FAMILY?
I don't remember anything of my biological family. As far back as I can remeber I was in the custody of the Astra Telepathica. I was handed over to the Atra Telepathica as a baby, so I assume my birth parents must have been well enough off to afford a good doctor, a doctor who recognised what I am and passing me over to the Astra Telepathica, rather than just having me killed as an abomination. After spending my early years in one of their sponsored orphaneges, I was taken into the care and training of Witch Seeker Valeria Vex from the age of six, who watched over my personal training until I was 24. This was a longer time spent in training than most, but there was no rush - No other Sister-in-Waiting had been found for Valeria to train, and no other Witch Seeker had died in the time that I was ready to take my vows of tranquility for me to inherit their armour and take their place. There is word that Lord Guilliman, Primarch of the Ultramarines has returned and upon visiting Holy Terra he has reinstated the Anathema Psykana. If this is true then maybe I will one day get my own, new armour and be able to take my vows of tranquility, assuming my work for Xander Ventrium doesn't get me killed first.
WHO IS MY CLOSEST ALLY?
Witch Seeker Valeria Vex who trained me from the age of six to 24.
WHAT DO I FEAR?
I fear my thoughts about faith. It’s not that I lack it, more that I don’t seem to feel it in the same way that I see it in the general population of Macheria, or even in the members of the spire on the Hive world I was saved from. I also see how people look at me, some when they think I am not looking, others more blatantly. They think there is something wrong with me, that I am anathema. They are right, of course, but that doesn’t make it any easier. Seeker Valeria claims it is because we are the chosen daughters of Him on the Golden Throne. His chosen warriors against witches, psykers, and the old enemy. But what if she is wrong, what if I am just a mutant freak deserving of nothing but death?
WHAT DO I DESIRE?
Once my work with the inquisitor is completed, I would like to regroup with Sister Valeria and be fully initiated into the Anathema Psykana.
WHERE DOES MY LOYALTY LIE?
First to Witch Seeker Valeria Vex. Second to Inquisitor Ventium?
WHY DID XANDER VENTRIUM CHOOSE ME?
Whilst on Macheria with Seeker Valeria, Inquisitor Ventium was hunting down a Genestealer Cultist Magus. He heard of the presence of an Anathema Psykana sister and conscripted us to help him hunt down the psyker. I think I managed to impress him and he decided to take me on, for the foreseeable future.
WHAT DO I THINK OF MY PATRON?
He seems very competent at his job. He seems loyal, despite some of the methods he uses. Whilst I am annoyed that he took me from my training and onto his employ, which will prevent me from taking my vows of tranquility, there are few roles within the imperium more important that working for the inquisition. Maybe I will just take my vows of tranquility one day without telling him anyway. I would need to find my own Vratine armour first though.
WHAT DO I HATE?
When I first met Inquisitor Ventium he was hunting a gene stealer cultist psyker. They were preaching the word of the Four Armed Emperor to the locals, fooled into thinking they were worshiping the one true Emperor. Horibble little thing. I stamped the life out of it with my boots. How could something so blatently xenos infested pass as human to others and be adored by his congregation? Maybe I'm just jealous.
WHAT WILL I SACRIFICE?
I have nothing of value to sacrifice! I mean, there's the rest of the Inquisitor's enterage, but I doubt they would risk much for me, so...
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