Then couple of days ago it happened. I hit my head on a ceiling beam with the force that made my teeth hit together and curses flying between them. While I was treating the huge bump on my crown with a bag of frozen vegetables, the shape of my INQ28 band's master jumped out from his hiding place to my mental field of vision, clear as the sky. At that moment I knew what I had been looking for. I urged to draw the vision out of my head before it would be too late...
|Inquisitor Marius Cassar (water colours, acrylics and inks)|
Inquistor Cassar is one truely twisted being. In his nature he is egoistic and sardonic tyrant who achieves his goals with any means necessary - like most of his collegues. He is charismatic and knows how to manipulate people. He posseses dark powers that give him access to disturb thoughts and suffocate reasoning.
Cassar is armed with a high caliber service revolver and a chainsaw-rapier. He also has a customized bolt pistol with reversed mag mounted on his left shoulder. Cassar operates the shoulder cannon with sensors merged in to his spine's nervous system.
Officially Inquisitor Cassar serves the Inquisition, but as he is self-righteous bastard there's really no master for him other than himself. His blood is blue('ish) and ties to the high-ranking officials very strong. Some of his missions are funded by very powerful and influential persons with their own interests in the sad universe, interests which are usually less for the benefit of the Imperium.