[b]The Acolyte of Inquisitor Ling,Geram Toic.[/b]
He awoke from the long sleep he had, not even having a single memory of his arrival.
"W-Where am I?"
Said Geram, yawning.
He noticed he still had his Lords Nemesis Daemonhammer and other supplies.
"Ling?"
He said not knowing he was far away from him.
"He must have left...or maybe he isn't here at all."
Said the Acolyte rather worried.
He was a mere rookie in the face of the inquisition but his Lord decided to choose him out of all the Imperium.
He got up holding the Daemonhammer and walked the halls.
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