“A 14,000 man personnel transfer? With background checks? Just one query: Is my lord inquisitor from his mind, or does he want amasec served on the bodies of virgins to go with that?”
The closest subordinate of Inquisitor and Master of Whispers Arltiwar is an exceedingly tall man, with a face as if hewn from granite. He has blond hair and green eyes that never really stop taking in his surroundings with all the trust of a confessor in a lower hive obscura den. Constantly seems to be in a bad mood, with probably has to do with the workload from his master.