Blog: Doris Plunger's Lead Mess
Owner: DaddyOrChips
Author: terryshithole
Post: The Threshing Touch: the warband of Inquisitor Gravet Rūm
Inquisitor Rūm is an all action, shiny-armoured death machine. She and her warband are a very visible reminder that the Emperor’s reach is long, and his grasp is crushing. As an Ordo Hereticus warband their role is seeking out heretics and rogue psykers within the Imperium. As such they are well equiped for fighting, for psychic battle, and for research. Rūm herself is a battle-psyker, and wields a force axe for getting up close and personal. Her team includes a number of powerful psykers: the pink-haired witch Yuromka who affects a wild and feral disposition but is really as disciplined and cultured as any Inquisitorial agent; the personable Gratbogs who is maternal and ordinary but sucks the secrets from your mind without you even realising; the Squat Chandra, an ancient abhuman from a dead planet; and Waul, an unassuming middle-aged man with a talent for prediction. But there are times when a less subtle strike is needed, and so Rūm has a team of military experts too: Aliki is an Astra Militarum captain who has been on secondment to Rūm for many years; Veza was one of the leaders of a counter-uprising against a cult who had taken control of his home planet and was recruited by Rūm following her investigation of the cult; Olaye’s crimes are not known by any in the warband, what is known is that seeks to atone. Then there is Enginseer Wittel, who is not actually an real enginseer but a tech-thrall gifted to Rūm by a grateful tech-priest and whose genius for adaptation has got the warband out of more fixes than they can count. With Wittel comes Sweetie, a felid-based warmachine he put together one afternoon. Finally is Rūm’s datasmith Korber and his ‘children’ Chang and Eng, a pair of servitors who assist the savant. Korber looks like an ancient tech-thrall but don’t be fooled, he’s a crack shot and his exo-unit contains a power-field generator strong enough to punch through a wall.
Continue reading on Doris Plunger's Lead Mess
Owner: DaddyOrChips
Author: terryshithole
Post: The Threshing Touch: the warband of Inquisitor Gravet Rūm
Inquisitor Rūm is an all action, shiny-armoured death machine. She and her warband are a very visible reminder that the Emperor’s reach is long, and his grasp is crushing. As an Ordo Hereticus warband their role is seeking out heretics and rogue psykers within the Imperium. As such they are well equiped for fighting, for psychic battle, and for research. Rūm herself is a battle-psyker, and wields a force axe for getting up close and personal. Her team includes a number of powerful psykers: the pink-haired witch Yuromka who affects a wild and feral disposition but is really as disciplined and cultured as any Inquisitorial agent; the personable Gratbogs who is maternal and ordinary but sucks the secrets from your mind without you even realising; the Squat Chandra, an ancient abhuman from a dead planet; and Waul, an unassuming middle-aged man with a talent for prediction. But there are times when a less subtle strike is needed, and so Rūm has a team of military experts too: Aliki is an Astra Militarum captain who has been on secondment to Rūm for many years; Veza was one of the leaders of a counter-uprising against a cult who had taken control of his home planet and was recruited by Rūm following her investigation of the cult; Olaye’s crimes are not known by any in the warband, what is known is that seeks to atone. Then there is Enginseer Wittel, who is not actually an real enginseer but a tech-thrall gifted to Rūm by a grateful tech-priest and whose genius for adaptation has got the warband out of more fixes than they can count. With Wittel comes Sweetie, a felid-based warmachine he put together one afternoon. Finally is Rūm’s datasmith Korber and his ‘children’ Chang and Eng, a pair of servitors who assist the savant. Korber looks like an ancient tech-thrall but don’t be fooled, he’s a crack shot and his exo-unit contains a power-field generator strong enough to punch through a wall.
Continue reading on Doris Plunger's Lead Mess
