Future plans

And hung there for a week, checking, double-checking and not really believing in what I have read, but for such a large-scale hoax modest person of the inquisitor was too small.

So, the Empire was, in fact, a confederative state, a typical hereditary aristocracy, with elements of both theocracy with a belief in God the Emperor, and a planned economy, but at the core it was the hereditary aristocrats who were in charge. Somewhere they ruled well, somewhere as usual. But the very format of the Imperium's political structure was... unimportant. Because the real power in it belonged to the aristocracy, only not hereditary, but nurtured.

In a state that waged constant warfare, there were three main forces that obeyed ... no one. And they consisted of orphans and parentless children formed and nurtured in the Scholas Progenium throughout the Imperium.

Veterans of the very organizations that were wholly or partially beyond the control of anyone but each other. So. There is Adeptus Terra, the government of the Imperium. It includes all the Orders, Departments, and Imperial organizations, from the Navigators (mutants who can navigate long routes through warp) to the Officio Assassinorum (the official service of assassins in the Imperium's service, not soldiers, but assassins). This government does not even formally include Adeptus Mechanicus (technicians and "state within a state"), Adeptus Ministorum (Ecclesiarchy, merchants of opium for the people or popes) and Adeptus Astartes, orders of the space Marines.

The head of the Adeptus Terra sits on the Council of the High Lords of Terra, in fact, as the fattest among them. He has full executive power and considerable influence over the legislative, if it were not for the "but". So, starting with the most "scary" category of Schohl descendants. Adeptus Arbitres, custodians of Dictates Imperialis or Lex Imperialis, a book of uniform laws for the entire Imperium. There have been individual ones on different planets, but these are the basic ones, and the Arbitrators are police officers, investigators, and judges, often on the spot and in one person.

They are not answerable...to anyone, though they are formally part of Adeptus Terra, which supplies and supports them. They keep imperial law and obey it alone. Except for one exception, the cheerful organization with the letter I with the skull and, on occasion, the next best organization. In theory, the Supreme Lords of Terra can change the Imperial Law, but in practice it is realistic with a unanimous vote, which is impossible, especially considering that the representatives of the two organizations I consider act as Lords.

Next, an interesting organization formally subordinate to the Astra Militarum Supply Department, (the official armed forces of the Imperium), the Departmentamento Munitorum. Of fun things to note is that the Schols are officially subordinate to the same Department, under the control of the religious Ecclesiarchy. Anyway, to the point. The second organization is the Officio Prefectus or Commissariat. Political officers, judges and executioners, into whose legal field all citizens of the Imperium fall during hostilities. That is, the Commissioner can shoot an official of the Departmentamento Munitorum (by the way, formally a governing organization), an ecclesiarch, an arbiter for "sabotage, failure to execute or improper execution of the laws of the Imperium. Well, the guardsmen and all sorts of ordinary citizens are out of the question. And, by the way, they are in charge of the Mechanicus, up to the middle or the highest level of the hierarchy. They are guided by the Lex Imperialis and their own beliefs. Subordinate in fact only to the next, third and final organization, their criminals are punished by their own court.

And finally, the Inquisition. The de facto rulers of the Imperium in the absence of the Emperor. They are not subordinate to anyone, their area of responsibility includes the entire Imperium without exception, with the Supreme Lords. They have the right to do everything and no one has the right to stop them.

That is, if the Inquisitor at a religious holiday, in front of all the honest people, fucks a demonette on the altar of the ecclesiarchy and demands to roast the main priest for a meal, then in ninety percent of the Imperial Worlds people will be surprised, but they will do it. Because there have been numerous precedents, "that the Inquisition knows, and it is better this way. And ecclesiarchs often fall into heresy, and the demonet, maybe a living saint. In the process of purging the filth of chaos, yes.

At the same time, the organization is perfectly self-cleaning, in addition to being built on the model of "upbringing from childhood," as, however, are a couple of other "aristocratic-progenitor" organizations. True, aristocracy here comes out according to Plato. But that's not the point. Criteria for the selection of cannibalistic, but not from the section "pray to the Emperor, fast and listen to the radio Ecclesiarchy. The Inquisition does not have a good relationship with the latter, nor does it have a good relationship with "living saints. Especially my Ordos. Because all these winged broads... are warp-distorted mutants. Not by pernicious forces, by the Imperium people's belief in God the Emperor, but the fact remains. Half-demons, a supervised contingent.

All in all, a pretty funny picture, and has been running for ten thousand years, with the Imperium not going down the vagina largely due to the efforts of the Inquisition. And yes, the staff shortage is terrible, and the main criterion for selection - a spitting attitude to power. The Inquisitor can be an ambitious man, a chadoluble, a xenophile, and a devil in a pants -but not a power-lover, I found, remembering the polls of the Medicus. And not indifferent, also a selection criterion. And there are only a few of them. And the "little deviations"... Well, every first inquisitor has them! Lots of conclaves and ordos, besides the three most populous ones. Radicals and Puritans, of the "philosophical" approaches, one for "blast warp with warp, fuck Slaanesh to death!", the other for "looking toward warp is punishable by purification by fire and a guided conversation with the misguided in the process of scattering in the wind."

And everything works and doesn't fall apart, even the treachery of the Inquisitors was described in the library with eerie detail and almost a list of victims by name. And, on common sense, for the all-galactic Imperium and a hundred times greater number of "wrong Inquisitors" is not terrible, against the background of the work of the rest.

All in all, curious and interesting, and this is just the beginning. And I have a thought that Maximus's suggestion about "go to schola" is the next test. The Schola, within the existing order, is the mind and heart of the Imperium, the place where they regenerate. And there's no way a "supposedly verified" but lost memory inquisitor will be sent there. Or am I being paranoid?

The devil knows, but I definitely do not want to go to Skhola, although after some (not a little) time I will have to choose my own contingents.

Further, within the specialization of Ordos and Conclaves, my current location suits me like no other. My "deviations" only work with manifested warp. Its energy in the form of "light and rays.

I myself am not a psyker, not even as Ter was. And while I can deal with people who use warp energy as a weapon, except for gods (who knows?), I'm just human with people, xenos, and the like. I mean, you can do that too, but it's trivially irrational. And, by the way, even against the inhabitants of warp I am far from invulnerable. Physical damage is dangerous to me, and the Fallen Orders of Space Marines, in the form of their representatives, would shred me to pulp.

In general, I need an inquisitorial team, like Maximus. Mechanicus, analysts, technicians. Then you can work reasonably well, if with a dozen people. In principle, I could approach the Grey Knights right now. The Order is not only represented by strong psykers, but also in direct subordination to Ordo Malleus.

But here's the other side of the inquisitor's power: a trio of colleagues at any time may ask, and what for the honorable Terentius spacemarines, specialists rare and valuable? And at best get fucked in the brain for a "just in case" answer.

Gray Knights have actually been used "on a case" like breaking into the Warp on the Imperial Planet, hunting down a fierce Demonhost or a Chaos summoner. Not really an option. This is despite the fact that an interstellar ship of quite combat-type with a regiment of guards will give me not only on the first word, but also will not say a word if it is "just".

And it turns out that I need a team of relatively "ordinary" people, with at least one of them to help me with getting used to the realities of the Imperium. Moreover, I won't find a hell of a lot of them in the Inquisition fortress. Which means I need a "free hunt." In my "don't know shit" reality.

Although, with an insignia, you can poke around in that position as well. It's like a rhinoceros, whose poor eyesight is the problem of others. And pick up the team, and the case is not insignificant, with all other things being equal, to do, and just wondering to admire the Imperium.

Although, to be honest, I am magnetically attracted to the moons of the Saturn Solar System. Unlike Hordo Hereticus (who suspect even the Emperor and even themselves of heresy), Hordo Malleus has a huge library of warp manifestations, demons, gods, and the like. Open, within Ordos, to all. The reasons are clear and correct - hiding vital information is just stupid.

This is not to mention the fact that in some "web", the creation of the ancients (a kind of, albeit slow, analogue of warp, without aggressive environment, demons and other nastiness, initially at least), hangs the so-called "Black Library", a ship-planet full of knowledge of the pointed-eared perverts on warp. Moreover, certain members of the Ordos have had or even have access to it.

All in all, a dilemma of the dilemma of "what to do?" It was Teresha's fault, but he was dead, and the hell with it. After racking my brains, I came to the conclusion that I should do a couple of "professional things. And then, if all goes well, I'll dump my desires. First, to the librarians of the moons of Saturn, and then we'll see.