Van Bohr stands idly for a while, measuring you with his cold, unemotional gaze.
"Good", he exclaims. "Very good."
The air echoes with the sound of his footsteps, as he starts walking around the room. Slowly.
"The globe you can witness through the glass at the wall to your left is Malfi. It is the capital of Malfian subsector of Sector Calixis. The Hive world containing just one city, the Malfi. Five billion inhabitants. Local heavy duty equipment manufactures are not devoid of meaning to local produce. In fact, these are the most of local produce. It is a place of great importance. Perhaps this being the only reason we hadn't razed it yet."
He bolts a spit, then proceeds on.
"At the top of this great, dark tower there is nobility - a legend around our kind. Malfi is a political warzone. Lord Sector Marius Hax used to look at their plotting right through his fingers, because this is what keeps this place running effectively. This might sound not unlike a paradox, but it is true. If any one family grasped the supremacy over all the planet, it would become unsound..."
A slow shake of the head.
"Of course, there are borders nobody - even Throne-blind-them Malfians - should cross. About two months ago we were forced to send two whole companies of Grey Knights to Thyss due to local unrest. Our agents collected enough proof for us to suppose that Marik DeLark, head of the House DeLark, had his share in supporting the rebellion that forced us to raze a profitable mining site."
The Inquisitor takes a look at you before he goes on - as though he wanted to know if you catch his drift.
"Unfortunately, the same proof that leads us here is inadequate for us to issue a direct charge against the count DeLark. In order to bring the foul traitor to the light alongside with all his crimes, we need something more... obvious. This is where you kick in."
You would promise that a faint smile came across the man's face.
"Of course we are far from sending folks of your kind to a nobleman's hold. Or, at least, not oficially."
The smile is gone.
"Our informants on Malfi rarely get to hear anything interesting, but not this time. One of our sleeper agents depeched us about a large criminal group occupying The Underhive. Stray Hounds, as the call themselves, are said to plan on a large heist... Right where we want to get in. You have three objectives: the first one being finding our man that will guide you to where the group is believed to gather. The second one involves blending with it, perhaps gaining their leader or leaders' trust enough to let you in their action. The third one... Once you get, Emperor protect you, inside the DeLark Estate, you are to find any suitable proof that would speak against the traitors. Once you are done, I'll have my men collecting you and bringing back here. Provided you survive. Throne protect you so that you did."
Once again he looks at you, his face expressing absolutely nothing.
"Now, on the reward, because everybody has to eat and drink."
He claps his hands. Suddenly, a segment of wall slides away, revealing a small compartment. From the inside, a servitor - a cyborg lacking free will - stumbles, carrying a leather briefcase. Van Bohr takes it, then sends the robot back to where he turns off. The door shut behind him.
With a loud click, the case opens, revealing three medals made of black steel - Inquisitorial rosettes.
"Each one of you takes one, so that people would know that you work for me and they are obliged to give you any help you would desire. Do not overuse it, though. Remember that they may open many doors before you - but might shut some dead as well. Some of these doors might also squish you to death."
He walks towards every single one of you and waits until you grab your rosette.
"Of course - if any of thieves realizes that you work for me, the mission is failed and we will have to terminate you. Do bear this in mind. If you succeed, you will be given anything you want. Who knows? Maybe some of you even become ones of us someday?"
After you are done with officials, he returns behind the altar.
"Do you have any questions? Of course you do. It is the matter of your lives."
