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Dark Heresy novel analysis thread

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I couldn't decide whether to give them their separate thread, fold them into an exiting one, or dump them into a future 'Cain' novel thread, but I decided on the former, on the off chance there is another book in this series at some point. The Dark HEresy novels are based off of the Black Industries/Fantasy Fligth Games 'Dark HEresy' Inquisitional RPG, and the characters and setting reflect the Calixis sector They are written by Sandy Mitchell, and mark some of his few 'non-Cain' novels. They also show that he can write something other than Cain that is - in my opinion - enjoyable if different, and fitting in with the Dark Heresy theme.

The story is basically Inquisitional in nature, investigating the stuff Inquisitors do, but unlike something like Eisenhorn or Ravenor (which this story seems to be a similar to, sort of a Sandy Mitchell take on Ravenor/Eisenhorn) it focuses more on the acolytes (in like with the DH theme) and Mitchell plays with it in some fantastic ways. A Redemptionist Death Cult assassin who has a crush on an Arbiter. Need I say more?

They aren't - IMHO - quite as lighthearted or silyl as Cain, but lighter than 40K Standard (which is not a bad thing.) and I wish Mitchell would write more of them.

First book is Scourge the HEretic. 2 part update.


Page 10
As the stars around him steadied he felt the swelling tide of sickness recede, and sighed faintly with relief, misting the viewport ahead of him for a moment before the environmental unit’s machine-spirit recognised and compensated for the minute increase in humidity. As the thin layer of armourcrys cleared again..
Shuttle enviromentla system.


Page 10
Jorge Grynner’s formidable intellect was a weapon as potent, in its own way, as the storm bolter built into the power suit he wore on the rare occasions he deemed his personal intervention to be necessary..
Inquisitor with his own power armour and storm bolter rig.


Page 11
Pieter turned his back on the wonders of the Emperor’s realm, not without a certain sense of relief. Awesome as the sight of the entire galaxy undoubtedly was, it was disquieting to contemplate too. The billions of stars behind him didn’t just seethe with humanity, they were infested with uncountable xenos breeds as well, every one a threat, all of them gnawing away at the heart of the Imperium. The Ordo Xenos, which Pieter and his mentor served, defended it as best they could, but the task was an immense one, and the responsibility almost overwhelming.
Implication of 'billions of star's in the Imperium, containing some degree of humanity. Whether it means some measure in all the stars or just some, nevermind how many planets this implies is entirely up to debate. We know for one thing the Imperium claims alot of territory (systems) that may or may not contain habitable worlds, and even where human habitation exists, it could just be an outpost or small mining colony or research station or orbital facility of some kind, but it's still an interesting implication of scope and it isn't exactly out of place considering how many 'millions/billions of planets' references continue to crop up.


Page 14
He was tall himself, a hair under two metres, but even so his eyes were only level with the aquila emblazoned across the sable ceramite chest plates, and the grimly functional bolter, which the power armoured giant hefted as easily as a normal man might a stubber or lasgun.
Deathwatch marine quite ab it taller (20-50 cm maybe) than 2 metres (itself an impressive height) and easily holding a bolt gun.


Page 14
“As fresh as it ever gets on a tub like this, anyway.” Dry and musty, from being recycled and replenished innumerable times over the centuries, the atmosphere was overlaid with all the familiar shipboard odours: the faint musk of human bodies, which seemed to have permeated the very decks: old food and cooking fat; burned incense from the endless round of repairs and maintenance required to keep the ancient vessel functioning; and the ever-present hint of latrines.
"fresh" air on a freighter, which does not seem to be a particularily recent or well maintained one (honestly.) Humanity at its finest :D


Page 15
...quickening his pace a little to keep up with the Marine’s unhurried stride, whose every step covered two of his own.
Stride length of a Space Marine is twice that of a human, at walking pace.

As per This source and this source we get roughly 31 inches, which is ~.79m per step, or 1.58 meters (for a man) per stride. Which means that a stride for a Space Marine covers about a meter and a half (roughly) with every step they take. Probably represents a marine not really hoofting it, given other examples have Marines pulling some pretty high kph when they're running flat out.


Page 15-16
Trying to recall the layout of the vessel, assuming it had started out fairly typical of its class and that half a millennium of shipmasters with their own ideas of what constituted an efficient use of space hadn’t changed it too much, they probably led up to the command decks.
Commentary on the parameters of ship design in the Imperium, at least as it pertains to freighters. Overall we could conclude that things are.. 'broadly' comparable, but with potential for lots of little individual modifications that can add up to a distinctively different ship design.


Page 17
“Have you been able to retrieve anything from the cogitators?” Pieter asked without preamble.
..
“The primary logic banks have been desecrated.

Any data this system contained has been totally obliterated.”

As he stood aside, Pieter saw that he meant that quite literally. The brass frames and cogwheels of the calculating engine had been ripped apart, like the bodies of the luckless tech-priests below, and only fused and blackened stumps remained of the polished wooden control lecterns. There was no chance at all of finding out the freighter’s intended destination from this collection of scrap.
Freighter cogitators. Rivals anything from a Ben Counter novel :P


Page 20-21
“Carolus maintains a network of agents throughout the Calixis sector. If anything pertinent to our investigation involves rogue psykers at large there, it’s quite likely he’ll have some useful information for us.”

“I’ll contact him at once,” Pieter said, rising from his seat.

“Good.” Grynner breathed absently on his spectacle lenses, and polished them again. “You may need to be patient, however. He tends to be somewhat elusive.”
Scope of Inquisitorial activities (of a single, secretive agent) in Calixis, which gives an idea of the sort of scale of operations and coordination Imperials can operate at. Also Halo Stars (at least as per 5th edition core rulebook map and DH map) is perhaps some thousands of light years (5-10K LY or so, give or take a few thousand LY) from Calixis, which gives a good idea of how far the transport came from (which was supposedly from calixis to begin with) range wise, as well as the distance of astropathic communications in this case.

Page 23
...pulling his cold weather camo cape around him a little tighter..
cold weather camo cape

Page 24
Vos Kyrlock shrugged, and hefted his precious chain axe, checking once again that the mechanism was still free and unfrozen. He carried his standard issue lasgun slung over his shoulder, as dutifully as any other Guardsman, but the close combat weapon was his pride and joy. It hadn’t taken his instructors long to realise that he’d never attain anything more than basic competence with a ranged weapon of any kind, but his natural aptitude for brawling was quite exceptional. Drake, on the other hand, was quite the opposite, his instinctive affinity for lasweapons already honed by years of service in Queen Lachryma’s household troops, the Royal Scourges, the nearest thing to a properly functioning Planetary Defence Force to be found on Sepheris Secundus.
We get introduced to two Guardsmen who play a prominent role in the series. One is clearly a close combat 'specialist' (in that he's big and strong and better at hitting things with a hand weapon than a rifle) and the other is more a marksman. Interesting that a guardsman was ever issued with (or even allowed to keep!) a chainaxe. Perhaps it has something to do with his past as a forester. Chainsaw axes seem like something that would be appropriate to a lumber industry :D

Also Sephiris Secundus does not have a true.. PDF per se. Or rather a sort of PDF made up of household troops (they have weapons and population control issues on that planet as I recall from Dark Heresy) but we know that private milita nad household militarie scan be tithed just as easily as PDFs so it probably isn't a big deal.

Page 24-25
“We’ll be out there soon enough.”

“That’s what the recruiter told me,” Drake said bitterly, “six rutting months ago.”
...
“At least you had a choice,” Kyrlock reminded him. “Most of us just got told to volunteer.” It was rare indeed for the mining world of Sepheris Secundus to be tithed for an Imperial Guard regiment. The labour of its countless serfs was vitally important to the economy of the entire sector, and their poor standard of health made them, for the most part, useless as soldiers. However, the increasing number of skirmishes and raids around the Eye of Terror in the last few years had imposed its own demands.

Something big was coming, that much was clear, and the sectors closest to the bleeding wound in the fabric of reality had begun to prepare for the worst.
IG recruitment. Truth is secondary to quotas. recruitment is 'technically' possible, although it seems that conscription can still be conducted. It seems to be - in calixis at least - handled on a planet by planet basis - each world handling the quota in its own way, which can be either voluntary, involuntary, or a combination.

The nature of Sephiris Secundus is also interesting given the shitty way it treats its populace - it implies that the Guard has certain standards it adheres to (unless influenced or forced to toherwise) as far as troop quality goes - overworked serfs in poor health generally don't seem to qualify. Economic factors also it seems would play a role, meaning that despite its large populace Sephiris Secundus is rather a poor choice for recruiting troops from.

Also it seems that things are brewing up aruond the eye, so preparations are being made in all nearby sectors (which includes CAlixis.) I wonder if this is prefacing the 13th Black Crusade.



Page 25
“I should have stayed in the Scourges, like my father and grandfather did.”

“Without any hope of promotion or advancement?” Kyrlock asked, having heard the story innumerable times before.

Drake’s face darkened under the wan starlight. “That’s right, just because my mother was a chambermaid: mutant rutting snobs. At least in the Guard you get promoted on merit.”
According to Drake, the guard (at least as far as things go in Calixis) is a meritocracy of sorts. Naturally I can think of exceptions (places where the officers are chosen from the nobility come to mind...)


Page 26
Kyrlock’s liege lord hadn’t been the only one who’d seized the opportunity the Guard tithe presented for ridding himself of the most troublesome malcontents among the workers he owned, and the undisciplined rabble he’d found himself surrounded by had been a stark and unwelcome contrast to the Scourges.
Much like with the Navy, planetary governors might see a tithe as an opportunity to get rid of criminals, troublemakers and undesirables of various stripes to meet quotas. Which of course can cause.. problems.. but I imagine in a crisis (or an anticipated crisis) the Imperium can't be choosy. If they make a habit of it, or do it when they CAN afford to be picky... then there's always that risk of execution or removal for failing to meet standards (EG the 1/10th of the best troops of a planet quota.)

This also creates an interesting situation, as the tithe from Sephiris Secundus is a mix of volunteers from the scourges (the closest thing S.S. has to a PDF and professional troops) and conscripts.


Page 26-27
..but before he could reply, the short-range vox receivers in both men’s helmets hissed.
..
Claren said, from the warmth and comfort of his command Chimera.
The troops have their own helmet vox. Guess that means Sephiris Secundus didn't skimp on outfitting the troops, at least.


PAge 27
Neither had a particularly high opinion of Sergeant Claren, who owed his rank to his former civilian occupation as an overseer in the mines rather than any grasp of military matters....
...
Drake, with more experience than most of how the military mind worked, tried not to ruminate too much on the various ramifications of the word expendable...
More on the S.S. regiment. It's mentioned that the platoon Drake and Krylock are part of are (probably) made up of the problem cases of the S.S. regiment, and they were basically exiled to get them away from the regiment (hence, 'expendable.' The officer is assigned for punishment reasons (pissed off the wrong person.)

Then again they're also lead by a guy who was a civilian slave overseer before his conscription, so it could be they wanted to get an incompetent out of the way (then again we dont know the quality of the rest of the force either.)


Page 28
..the Imperial Guard platoon had arrived and set up their camp, insulated survival bubbles for sleeping and a larger one for messing in..
camp shelters for the Guards. Better than sleeping in a foxhole I suppose.


Page 32
...still dressed in the skintight synsuit of an Officio Assassinorum operative, its chameleonic surface seeming to ripple in a vain attempt to match the ever-changing colours being reflected on it from the refulgent glass surrounding her.
Assassin synskin (suits) have chameleonic properties. Also Keira, the wearer, is a Redemptionist assassin. Probably death cultist character type from teh game given her love of blades and the religious bent. She's also gotten some Assasinorum training, but she's not really like any of the six known 'Temples' either, so she would seem to represent some sort of lesser' force' trained by them or retained unofficially by them. I believe DH makes reference to that effect somewhere.


Page 37
Unlike most worlds of the Imperium, the Adeptus Arbites maintained a considerable presence here, maintaining law and order directly from the fortress garrison that the Secundans referred to as the Isolarium, rather than delegating the task to local enforcers as they usually did.

The feudal nature of Secundan society made any conventional police force impossible to run, and the nearest equivalent, the Royal Scourges, were too martial in outlook and too hidebound by tradition to make effective investigators.

Under most circumstances the handful of Arbitrators left to oversee the dispensation of the Emperor’s justice on an Imperial world would make useful allies for a team of Inquisitorial operatives, but on Sepheris Secundus, where their main concern was to ensure an uninterrupted flow of raw materials to the hive worlds of the Calixis sector, and riot control was a higher priority than intelligence gathering, confiding in them seemed like an unnecessary security risk.
Again the nature of Sephiris Secundus (and its economic importance) make it an anomaly in the Imperium as far as military and law enforcement goes. It's probably its special status that marks it out for greater Arbites presence, although the novel indicates the arbites are dedicated to riot control rather than investigation (EG muscle over brains.. so very few detectives but lots of arbitrators to keep the peace.)

It's also interesting to consider how a feudal world running on slave labour is vital to the economic welfare of the Imperium, although without detailed knowledge of what exactly they dig up and provide, not to mention the economic relationships between the Imperium and elsewhere applying it on a larger scale is difficult. Given what we know in the Dark HEresy stuff, we do know Sephiris Secundus makes a conscious effort to keep things as primitive as possible, so it could be they're favoring this method to benefit them in some manner (in terms of economics and power.)


Page 39
“Vorlens,” Kyrlock told him, naming one of the Chimera drivers. “He’s been distilling it round the back of the maintenance shed.”
Given this is the misfit platoon, its interesting to note they apparently have more than one chimera. And given the size of the force, if there are several of them then there is a good chance the whole platoon is mechanised, which is further interesting given the nature and origins of the regiment (and of this particular platoon.)


Page 40
At any given time there were thousands of ore barges in orbit around the ravaged planet, their heavy lifters glutting their cargo bays with the mineral wealth wrenched from the cloud-wreathed surface below...
Scope of the space-going industry/traffic around Sephiris Secundus. Given context from earlier and following, these are *probably* warp capable vessels, albeit probably of the chartist variety (EG short ranged.) Still its an interesting look into the economic side of space shipping and meshes with certain other examples (EG Ravenor and the number of ships in and around planets there.)


Page 41
After a while, a shuttle departed, and fell towards the planet below, its hull plates glowing a deep, rich red as it began its long plunge through the atmosphere, following the coordinates contained in the vox pulse its carrier vessel had received a short time before. Had anyone been able to observe it, they would have been surprised by both its shape and function, but no one did. Exotic technologies shielded it against most forms of detection, and the more specialised auspexes at its intended destination had been blinded by subtle sabotage.

Xenos designed landing/assault craft, with (proable) xenos stealth systems protecting it. Given hints later, its probably a Manta, but don't quote me on that.


Page 44
“So he caught a ship,” Keira said. “People do, even heretics.” Her voice tightened with loathing on the last word.

“Wyrds don’t,” Elyra said. “Not easily, anyway. Star-ports are full of sanctioned psykers of one sort or another, and it only takes one to get close enough to feel what they are.”
Wyrds/unsanctioned psykers rarely make it off planet due to the presence of othre (sanctioned) psykers to detect them. We aren't told why they are there - deliberately to scan or if just by chance, although its likely this would be one duty of a planet's astropath contingent.


Page 45
“Getting off-world,” Vex said flatly. “Quite a trick if they can do it.”

“A trick that a small but growing number of them seem to be pulling off,” the inquisitor assured him. “Given the number of ships that depart from here each day it’s impossible to tell which may be involved, but it’s become abundantly clear in the last few years that at least a handful of shipmasters on a regular run aren’t averse to taking the odd unauthorised passenger with them when they leave. No doubt for as much remuneration as the market will bear.”
A commentary on the ability of ships to escape off-world. While its rare for 'passengers' to move from one planet to another, it is at least technically possible (if expensive, and risky) even on Sephiris Secundus. Short range (inter-sector) travel is thus quite possible, whilst long range (between sectors) can still be quite rare.

We also get a commentary on the daily merchant traffic in and around Sephiris Secundus. Given the 'handful' of ships involved out of the total number, and the impossibility of figuring out which ships might be smuggling people out, we're probably talking at least dozens, if not hundreds of merchant ships daily, which would fit well with the 'thousands" of ships around the planet mentioned earlier.


Page 46
A hololith, the image within it so sharp and steady it might almost have been a solid sculpture of glowing light, relayed an image of the surrounding terrain, every feature meticulously rendered with such fidelity that he had no need to look at the blurred, obscured reality beyond his cockpit. Status displays, translated into readily understood Gothic, scrolled across thin, flat pict screens of xenos manufacture and unparalleled clarity.
Tau control and guidance systmes onboard the aformentioned transport/probable Manta.


Page 47-48
“Why would there be a secret holding pen for the Black Ships on Sepheris Secundus?” Elyra asked, incredulity raising her voice half an octave. “I thought the Arbites took care of that at the Isolarium.”
..
“There are containment facilities for psykers on most Imperial worlds. Given the unusually high population of this one, and the unusually high incidence of mutation among it, I would have thought it obvious that the one here would be somewhat larger than usual.”
...
“In the years since the last Black Ship called here, over a thousand psykers have been apprehended. The Adeptus Arbites facilities at the Isolarium would have been overwhelmed long ago, if they were forced to contain them all.”


Given a population of 12 billion, 1000 seems a bit small given that the usual 1 per 100,000 or 1 million figure for psykers (depending on source) would imply at least an order of magnitude (if not two) more psykers on-planet. That would in turn suggest that the vast majority go undetected here (possible), or that despite the allegation of increased mutation the planet is less prone to psychic mutations than others.

Also, unless the Black Ships make very short round trips (every few years) or a higher percentage of these guys make useful psykers, we're not talking about a great many each generation from the Imperium (scores perhaps out of the thousand? Tens of millions of astropaths at best? Given that the Imperium lost a billion at the drop of a hat without collapsing, and how quickly they were supposed to burn otu that seems.. low.) Assuming a 10 year round trip between Calixis and Terra we're talking 20-30 thousand light years both ways... which is 4-6 thousand c at least.


Page 55
Spotting a suitable clearing, he fed power to the gravitic compensators, and the great curved hull settled gently into the snow.
Tau transport has antigrav, unsurprisingly.


Page 55
“All the comms are down. I’ve recalibrated, and recited the litany like the manual says, but I’m still not getting anything.”
comm operators get manuals for their equipment. That means they're expected to be able to read, at least.


Page 56
..handing him an amplivisor. Drake took it, focusing on the small knot of figures, dwarfed by the gargantuan scale of the vessel they’d come in, disembarking from the access ramp at the rear.
IG binocs. Wehther they're electronic or unpowered is as yet undetermined.


Page 57
For all he knew, the invaders might have some kind of sound detector among their motley collection of wargear. They certainly seemed to have pretty much everything else. All wore flak or carapace armour of some kind, but every set seemed to have been individualised to some extent, or made up of scavenged components that didn’t quite match. Their weapons were an odd collection too. Many carried lasguns like his own, or stubbers of some kind, but he could see a couple of flamers as well,..
Merc gear, including (possibly) a sound detector of some kind.


Page 57
“If they do, fire to suppress, and pull back into the woods.”

Kyrlock nodded, flicking the fire selector of his las weapon to full auto. He wouldn’t have much chance of hitting a target anyway, but he could spray and pray like the best of them...
Given the (often) large ammo capacities, variable charge settings, and ease of recharging (restocking ammo) that lasguns have, they seem well suited to full auto suppression fire.


Page 59
A pyrokene herself, she was unable to initiate direct mind to mind contact, but could recognise the signs of a sudden psychic shock impinging on the consciousness of a powerful telepath.
The other psyker in this little Inquisitorial Entourage (the Inquisitor) is a bit like Patience Kys - a specialist psyker of sorts. The Inquisitor is a telepath and (as we learn later) a psychokinetic.


Page 59
The moment she spoke she regretted the words. Her companions all shifted in their seats, uneasy, glancing sidelong at the inquisitor. In order to lead them effectively, he had to seem infallible, invulnerable, and she cursed herself for throwing even the slightest doubt on his fitness to command, not to mention drawing attention to the closer bond they shared, which she suspected Horst at least found threatening.
One of the good thing about this book (and what I like about Sandy Mitchell in general) is he's not afraid to inject a very human aspect to 40K, without really diluting (for me at least) what an Inquisitor is supposed to be. That an Inquisitor can feel human emotions (fear, doubt, concern for others) and still try to project the image and aura of what an Inquisitor is believed to be is quite believable. I mean, look at Eisenhorn as a prime example.


Page 61-62
“Primary generators are off-line,”
..
“Secondaries compensating… Secondaries off-line too.”
..
By now, the psi dampers would be down, and the thousands of psykers penned up in the containment blocks would suddenly have become aware that their unholy powers were returning.
No tertiaries? I'd thought a bit more redundancy might be used. It is in some other cases. Maybe S.S. is skimping? Anyohw, psi dampers require active power to work, which suggests that the passive measures we know must exist in the facility are not good by themselves to hold back thousands of psykers (or at least, not for very long.)

Oh yeah and now there are thousands of psykers in the facility, not just a thousand. This 'technically' contradicts what was said before, but we might infer that the previous statement was merely an estimate rather than absolute, whereas the guy here works in the actual facility, and is in a position to know better.


Page 64-66
..the Chimera erupted in a white-hot fireball, blasted apart by a plasma bolt of almost inconceivable power.
..
The strange, smooth hull of the alien drop-ship swept over the Guardsmen’s encampment like a living, vengeful embodiment of the shrieking elements, stabbing downwards and outwards with beams of incandescent energy that gouged smoking scars through the permafrost beneath the snow, blasting apart hab units and vehicles alike. Dorsal turrets strobed too, pouring a relentless stream of fire into the walls of the fortress, which began to crumble and burn under the inexorable onslaught. Emplaced weapons atop the towering edifice began to reply, but without any noticeable effect.
...
The aerial leviathan turned lazily, and cut another swathe of devastation through what remained of the camp, casually picking off a lone Chimera that seemed to be attempting to flee, the lascannon in its turret continuing to spit futile defiance right up until the moment a hypervelocity projectile shattered its thick armour like porcelain beneath a careless boot.

Most of the vessel’s staggering firepower continued to be directed against the fortress, however, carving a huge gash through walls, which, until that moment, both Guardsmen would have sworn on the aquila were completely impregnable. Before their astonished and horrified eyes, a section of rockcrete over a dozen metres across splintered and fell, crashing to the ground with an impact that shuddered through their boots even at this distance.
..
..the swooping vessel overhead swatted a battery of lascannon, which had been blazing away at it from the ramparts with very little noticeable effect beyond some superficial dents and scorch marks.


The tau transport is armed, and quite heavily. Demolishes the exterior (defenses) of the psyker-holding facility whilst remaining untouched in return (albeit given the sabotage that can't be discounted - the power is down after all.) It also massacres the Guard platoon, including the chimeras. Plasma weapons and hypervelocity projectiles of various kinds seem to comprise its armament.

Also note that again there are multiple Chimeras in the platoon, and this one is armed with a lascannon (probably at least 3. we know this isn't the command chimera, which was already destroyed, and if this were the only other they might give some indication.)


Page 66-67
A full squad of storm troopers was formed up in front of the cyclopean entrance...
...
A heavy weapons crew was crouching behind the gunnery shield of their tripod mounted autocannon, but most of the men were armed only with their standard issue hellguns..
...
There were over a thousand of the walking obscenities down there, and only a dozen troopers at his shoulder.
Armament of the Inquisitorial storm troopers. 12 probably means a ten man squad plus heavy weapons team, which is carrying a tripod (rather than weeled) gun this time.


Page 67
"The doors are still holding, but there’s a lot of energy building up behind them. “We estimate they’ll be out in a matter of minutes.”

“The gas?” Malakai asked, already certain of the answer. In the event of a complete power failure, a dead man switch was supposed to release a lethal nerve toxin into the containment area, specifically to prevent this nightmare from happening. Jessun looked puzzled.

“Should have been released when the dampers failed,”
emergency passive measures in case of failure so the psykers don't get loose. Sabotage is again likely.


Page 67
“We’ve countered the jamming signal,” the droning voice of a tech-priest informed him, “and sent word of our plight. The inquisitor is responding with all speed.”
AdMech managed to counter the jamming.


Page 70-71
Keira flushed, feeling the strange sensation of pressure beneath her sternum that seemed to swell up whenever Horst showed signs of noticing her. It was disconcerting, uncomfortable, and curiously pleasant, although she couldn’t put a name to it, and lately she’d developed the habit of trying to attract his attention deliberately in order to experience it a little more often.
Aw that's sweet. A Redemptionist Assassin, in LOOOVE. Again its one of those quirks you got to like Sandy Mitchell for. Even the bloodthirsty fanatics have human sides to them.


Page 72-73
With a rending shriek of tortured metal, adamantine slabs thicker than the length of his forearm burst and tore like tissue paper, and a tsunami of unleashed psychic force swept them away down the corridor.

None of the storm troopers even got the chance to fire, picked up and whirled away on the tidal wave of warp energy like scraps of flotsam. Some died instantly, touched by the full force of that malignant flood, their bodies torn apart or incinerated by power beyond any mortal comprehension, while others slammed into unyielding rockcrete walls or metal stanchions hard enough to shatter bone and liquefy flesh.

Malakai was luckier than most, crashing to the floor before reaching a more solid obstruction.

He felt his ribs break beneath the protective outer layer of his body armour, and skidded into the angle of two walls, bouncing from one to the other, killing most of his momentum as he did so.
...
Comms were down again too, the vox in his helmet ominously silent. After a moment, his questing fingers found a deep, spongy gash in its hard outer layer, the legacy of an impact that would certainly have shattered his skull without the protection it had provided.
An indication of the durability of storm trooper armour, at least against severe trauma.


Page 79
“Three high energy impacts to the port aft quadrant,” Vex said, teasing as much information as he could from the ambient noise and the vibrations he could sense through the seat of his robe. “Almost certainly weapons fire. Possibly lascannon, although from the sound of detonation I’d be inclined to suspect plasma bolts.”
Techpriest is seemingly able to identify weapons fire by sound and effects, at least to a reasonable degree of probability.


Page 87
The inquisitor, however, was looking at him with evident approval, leaning on Elyra for support as he moved out into the narrow aisle between the seats. The effort of unleashing the psychokinetic bolt, which had deflected the attacking drop-ship, had evidently been greatly debilitating, but he straightened almost at once, to the woman’s ill-concealed disappointment.
The Inquisitor-psyker is dual-talent (at least) - telepathic as well as telekinetic. Given that the transport is probably very large (I'm guessing a tau manta based on implied size and armament - but its certainly at least bigger than an Aquila lander) we're talking tens or hundreds of tonnes worth of mass (at least) getting knocked about psychokinetically. Given in the nove the transport pilot notes he lost control briefly, it says something about how hard they might have gotten shoved.


Page 99
“That thing next to your thumb’s the safety catch. Flick it up to release the trigger, down to make it safe. Just point and squeeze, don’t snatch, and pray to the Emperor to guide your bolt. It’s a las weapon, so there’s no recoil to worry about.”
Laspistols. Again no recoil.


Page 102
He squeezed the trigger of his lasgun, spitting a hail of inaccurate fire at the newcomers. A few bolts struck home, gouging cauterised craters in flesh, blue-white from the cold, the rest whining through the air around them.
Lasrifle firing on psykers. 'cauterized craters' might suggest at least some fairly severe third degree burns, but we dont really know how large the craters are. Presumably they're larger than the lasbolts themselves, which might suggest 4-5 cm apiece. Single digit kj for the burns alone, and maybe 2-3 kj for blasting a 4-5 cm diamter crater in flesh. The need to penetrate deeper to inflict incapacitating/lethal will necessitate either more pulses (to drill) hence a 'crater' deeper than its width, (closeer to 5-10 cm at least), but the hole would not technically be a crater if its very narrow and deep. 5-pulse 'shots' at around 3-5 kj apiece (15-20 kj total) would drill out a 6-8 cm diamter hole and maybe 9-10 cm deep, whch might work well. It's impossible to get a precise calc from these, but the benchmarks are certainly interesting even if as lower limits. It's possible that given the nature of Sephiris Secundus, the lasguns may be configured more for hurting unarmoured human bodies than any other enemy (that can mean blowing large, craterized holes, but not neccesarily deep ones. Sort of like a shotgun version of the lasweapon.)

(all calcs assume 5 mm spot size and a 10mm delay between pulses.)


Page 102
The first time he pulled the trigger, the ragged torso of the man who’d set fire to the bush exploded in a geyser of blood and ruined meat, falling heavily in a cloud of steam as residual body heat met the bone-biting cold of the snowstorm. The tech-priest’s gun boomed too, hardly less accurately, but with less spectacular damage to its target. One of the people pressing close to the embattled girl fell, blood spurting from a grievous wound to the head, but didn’t seem to explode.
Bolt pistol vs psyker, as well as autopistol. Autopistol seems to do some fairly nasty holes even without the explosive effect.


Page 103
The inquisitor gestured towards the tightly packed knot of heaving bodies, and it scattered suddenly, the grey-robed abominations picked up and flung aside as casually as the wind whirled the snowflakes away. Only Barda and the blonde woman were close enough to notice the way his face paled, and how close his knees came to giving way.
Inquisitor TK throws a bunch of people, but it only weakens him further (still exerted from tossing around starships, as he says later.)


Page 103-104
...a bolt of pure orange flame winking into existence in front of her. For an instant, Barda felt its heat beating against his face...
...
..it streaked through the air to burst inside the partially reconstituted ribcage of the malignant witch facing them. The man screamed, high and shrill, as the cleansing flame scoured him from the inside out, and collapsed in the snow amid a cloud of steam, where he continued to flail for a moment before becoming still.
...
“She’s sanctioned, you idiot,” the dark-haired man said shortly.
Sanctioned pyrokene at work. A few hundreds kj at least to badly burn the insides of the body, to several mj maybe (depending on severeity of the burns) to the upper toros. Actually cremating some of the insides ('scoure from inside out') might suggest more on the order of double digit MJ. Bear in mind, however, that its possible some of this is partial self-ignition or a spontaneous-combustion effect, it may not all be puretly from the psyker (however, starting the process would still be energy intensive, as humans are not easily made into fuel.)


Page 105
“I’m getting too old for all this,” he said, his faintly jocular tone immediately reassuring. “I just can’t fling spacecraft around like I used to.”
as noted, the Inquisitor was stille xhausted from flinging alien transports about.


Page 106
Even Sergeant Claren would have been a welcome sight, but the reek of charred meat from what was left of the command Chimera was enough to confirm that nothing more tangible remained of him than ashes and grease.
Suggests the crew in the command chimera were cremated, but we don't know whether it was the plasma weapon, the Chimera's own fuel/ammo supplies, or a combination of both. Given a crew of 2-3 at least (driver, comm operator, and the sergeant) we're talking at least a few GJ worth of energy either way, probably more than that.


Page 106
The Imperial Guard encampment had quite simply been obliterated. Every vehicle, every hab unit, had been scoured from the permafrost as thoroughly as though they’d never existed. Even the blackened remains were disappearing from view..
Implies there were multiple vehicles in the platoon.


Page 107
A red-uniformed trooper was pointing something, which looked like a bigger and heavier version of his own lasgun..
Hellgun vs lasgun.


Page 113
“Even the most faithful servant of the Emperor can be suborned or cozened into disloyalty if the right pressure is applied. Indeed, if our adversaries are as resourceful and well organised as they appear, whoever was responsible for informing them of the weaknesses in our defences may have done so entirely unwittingly.”
...
"A sufficiently powerful telepath might have been able to lift the knowledge from an unsuspecting mind without the victim even being aware of it.”
..
“A powerful enough psyker might be able to control someone’s actions from a distance.”

“Except that the psi dampers would have nullified any such power,”
Telepathic espionage and spycraft. The need to detect and protect against such is likely to be a significant issue in the Imperium.


Page 113-114
Not that we’ll find many alive in any case. Most of the fugitives will have frozen to death by now.”

“Most, but not all,” Inquisitor Finurbi pointed out. “A few will have abilities that enable them to resist the cold, and some will simply be too bloody minded to lie down and die now that they’ve been given a taste of freedom."
Some psykers have abilities that allow them to resist adverse climates.


Page 114
“You said the dampers would stop a psyker from possessing anyone, but what if they were possessed by a daemon?”
...
"The units here are powerful, most certainly, but they weren’t designed with the repulsion of warp entities in mind.”
Protection against psykers and against daemons may not be the same thing, and it is implied that power is a major difference (a given psyker is less powerful than a given daemon, which could perhap reflect the difference in their connection to the warp.)


Page 115
Malakai nodded, and produced a handful of thin metallic discs, about the size of coins, which shone brightly as the watery sun struck them through the window. He dropped them on the table with a clatter, like someone overturning a set of cutlery. One fell edge down, and embedded itself in the thick wood of the tabletop.
...

“They look like blades, but I don’t see how you could possibly throw them without slicing your fingers open.”

“They’re ammunition,” Malakai explained, “from an eldar weapon. At least one of the raiders had some of their armour too, I saw the helmet.”
Eldar shurikens, size of coins, although we dont know how big a coin. Also an indication of their sharpness, as even with the pull of gravity they will penetrate wood easily.


Page 116
..a faintly wobbling hololithic image of the drop-ship that had downed their Aquila shimmered into existence above it.
...
“It’s tau. Couldn’t tell you its class, but the lines are unmistakable. We had a run-in with the little grey bastards a few years back, when they first started showing up on this side of the galaxy.”
...
“It’s more likely that the vessel was captured or stolen, like the eldar equipment Captain Malakai found.”
The alien transport is confirmed as being tau. Given its transport capability (implied later), the implied size, and the firepower its probably a Tau Manta.

It's interesting to consider the implication that the tau's reach has extended - somehow - into segmentum obscurus, where the Calixis sector is. We might guess the Jericho Reach warp gate is one possibility, except that both sides of it are supposed to be heavily secured against such a threat, so that seems unlikely. Another possibility is that there are isolated elements or forces of the tau empire that have penetrated deeply (somehow) into Imperial space. It is known to have happened - in the Inquisitor Conspiracies 'Death of an Angel' we learn of a exiled Tau water Caste trader who managed to reach into Segmentum Tempestus by unknown means - means which were believed to be beyond the capability of the tau empire's Ether drive.

This could reflect another case of them finding some means of getting around the limits of Ether drive in a limited fashion (either through the fancy trick the Sept frm Deathwatch used to invade the Jericho sector, or through the use of some warp gate like they can use in Kill Team.) Either way it's evidence that the tau Empire has some (limited) menas of crossing the galaxy and has encountered the Imperium there, at least as of 933.M41.
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Part 2



Page 117-118
“Can you estimate the passenger capacity of that thing?”

“Not with any degree of certainty,” Vex said, “but well over a hundred at the very least, possibly more than double that."
Again transport capacity points to a large tau vessel like a Manta.


Page 118
“If they’ve been taken off world, they could be anywhere,” Keira offered helpfully. “There are so many ore barges in orbit we could never search them all.”

“Assuming they’re even still in the system,” the inquisitor said. “It’s far more likely their ship made the transit to the warp hours ago.”
Again indication that there are a large number of ore barges that are warp capable in orbit (possibly all of the thousands), and that it takes them 'hours' to reach far enough to enter the warp. Assuming an 8-12 hour timeframe (about a day) and about 30 million km distance (.2 AU) we're talking 6-15 gees at least and a velocity between 1200 and 2100 kps. Assuming 1 AU the accels jump up to between 30 and 75 gees and between 2.2 and 3.5% of c top speed.. Close to 2 billion km or so out (10 AU or thereabouts) we get 300-750 gees and 21-34% of c.


Page 119
“So far as I’m concerned, they can leave us here till the Emperor steps down from the throne,” the man on the other side of Kyrlock agreed, referring to a widely-held superstition about the turn of the millennium, now less than a decade away.
A rather interesting reference to one of the outcomes of the Emperor's fate, I think. Given that in some of the latter Cain onvels (and other sources) it seems to be the 42nd millenium (or at least, Cain's actions take him well past that) we can figure that this did not in fact happen at the turn of the millenium.


Page 121
"...you are hereby reassigned to the service of His Imperial Majesty’s most holy Inquisition. By His grace, it seems, you’ve survived where none of you should have done, which means you’ve either been blessed by His special favour, have an exceptional degree of fortitude, or are just plain lucky.” He indicated the door. “Your training for the exalted calling of Inquisitorial storm trooper, which frankly I don’t think any of you are fit for, begins now.”
It seems that although unorthodox, regular IG can be seconded into storm trooper service, and receive additional training as a result.


Page 127-128
"You’ve just had a message, relayed from Icenholm.”
..
“It’s from the Tricorn,”
..
“The Ordo Calixis headquarters on Scintilla."
..
“They coordinate Inquisition activity throughout the sector.”
...
“They’ve received an astropathic communication for you, from outside the sector, from an Inquisitor Grynner, of the Ordo Xenos. He won’t tell anyone else what it’s about.”
..
“I’ll have to return to Icenholm, and get hold of an astropath. If Malakai can find me a shuttle around here that still flies, young Barda can take me.”
As one might recall from earlier, the message was sent from the HAlo Stars to Calixis. The time marker at the start of the book was some 049.933.M41, and the chapter this one takes place in is 089.933.M41, so we're talking some 40 time segments (remember 1000 time segments in a 'year' as far as the time-dates go as per 5th edition.) So given each time unit is 8.7 Terran hours and 40 segments have passed from the sending of the message to Inquisitor Carolus receiving it, thats 348 hours or almost 15 days. That means the average message speed was 120,000-240,000c. Which is rather slow by astropathic standards given in other sources, but not impossible depending on method of sending, conditions of the warp, and so on. Recall also that Grynner specified that Carolus would be hard to find so the message might nto get to him right away, so the timeframe above may have been far less than I am estimating.



Page 130-131
As he did so, his attention was attracted by a deferential greeting in binary, to which he courteously responded by rote.
...
The quick burst of binary had identified him as Brother Polk, a low-ranking tech-adept seconded here by the Adeptus Mechanicus. Like everyone else he’d exchanged handshakes with since his arrival, a secondary layer of embedded coding contained a security clearance verified by the Inquisition liaison office of the Lathe Worlds.
Probably reflects security measures and arrangements between the Inquisition and AdMech for important facilities like this
one.


PAge 140
“A couple of lucky guesses doesn’t make you Chastener Domus,” Horst admonished, referring to a popular fictional detective.
Much like 'Attack Run' Sandy mitchell always likes to inject little fictional characters like this. I wonder if this is supposed to be like police or detective story. Also is it visual or text or auditory medium?


Page 142-143
“I’ve never heard of a tech-priest being possessed before. You hear all kinds of stories when you’re being trained for sanction, but nothing like that. They usually go after psykers, because their minds are already open to the warp.”

“Could a tech-priest be a psyker?”
...

“I’ve never heard of one,” he admitted, “but I would have thought that a mind turned towards the perfection of the Machine would be too far removed from such matters to manifest that kind of ability.”

“He could have been a latent, I suppose,” Elyra said, “but then something would have had to trigger his talent to attract a warp entity.” She shook her head. “That doesn’t just happen spontaneously, not in adulthood, anyway.”
We know of Techpriests 'corrupted' or possessed - Darioq from the Word Bearer trilogy, Adept Cyrein (infected with the Obliterator Virus, IIRC) from Storm of Iron, but this seems to suggest those are exceptions rather than rules. Then again there are all those corrupted Forge Worlds, the Dark Mechanicus, etc.. so it could be the idea of corrupt techpriests is highly restricted even to many Inquisitors. Knowing the AdMech, it would be the sort of thing they'd want.

Also reiteration of why Psykers are more prone to possession than normal people (their minds are more open to the warp because they have a stronger connection, and use of those powers - consciously or unconsciously, acts as a beacon to the denizens of the warp.)


Page 150
Horst had made the mistake of asking her about her beliefs once, in an attempt to while away the time during a tedious orbital transfer, and had found that they seemed to boil down to two basic propositions: everyone was a sinner, and the Emperor hated sin. Therefore it was the sacred duty of his most devoted followers to kill as many of their fellow citizens as possible, preferably with a great deal of collateral damage, in order to deliver them to the Golden Throne for final retribution.

When Horst had pointed out that this sounded suspiciously like doing His enemies’ work for them, Keira had simply glared at him, and all but accused him of being a heretic.
Another indicator why Redemptionists are, as a rule, not the most well-loved people, and that even in the Imperium there is such a thing as going too far (as REdemptionists are generally not the most accepted of sects within the Imperial Cult. CF Necromunda.)


Page 151-152
“The late technomancer made several calls to an address there in the last few weeks.”
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“A private social club,” the tech-priest said. “The Icenholm lodge of the Conclave of the Enlightened.”
...
“I’m sure they’d like to think they’re genuine scholars,” Horst said, “and it probably started out that way a few centuries ago, but these days the Conclave is basically a social club for rich dilettantes with intellectual pretensions. They have a lodge or two on most of the worlds in the sector.” He shot a warning glance at Keira. “And before anyone points out that this is precisely the kind of gathering heretics habitually take advantage of, the Ordo Calixis monitors it closely for exactly that reason.”
...
“He may simply have been a member. Several acolytes of the Omnissiah are, I’m told, hoping to further their understanding of the Great Machine.”
Given what is said here and elsewhere in the book, the place sounds like part private club, part library (information being restricted to a privileged few is typical in the Imperium, esp on places like Sephiris Secundus.) The truly interesting thing is that a.) it represnts one of those sector-spanning organizations and b.) a 'sort of' interaction between Admech and normal humans in terms of information/research purposes.


Page 156
“She’s a teenage girl,” she said. “Isn’t it obvious?”

“Isn’t what obvious?” Horst began, before, with a shock of horror, belated realisation suddenly struck. He felt his face flushing, to Elyra’s evident amusement. “Dear Emperor on Earth. You think she’s got some kind of crush on me?”

“Of course she has,” Elyra said tolerantly. “Why else do you think she keeps trying to attract your attention?” An expression of sympathy passed briefly across her face. “Not that I suppose she realises it. Well brought up little Redemptionists tend to label that sort of feeling as sinful, and sublimate it in violence. She must be feeling really confused.”
I love it when Mitchell does stuff like this. Sure its not very 'canonical' but fuck canon. Even fanatical bloodthisrty, fire loving zealots can fall in love and raise a family (of fanatical bloodthisrty zealots.) - its a very human sort of thing, as is the inevitable self-rationalizations and conflicts that might go on (and how they are coped with.) Stuff a codex would very rarely (if ever) deal with.

It also reflects one of the fun things about these books (and the Cain books, for that matter.) Like Eisenhorn and Ravenor, the books are driven both by the 'detective story' element of the Inquisitor plotlines, but also the character interactions and developments like this. An Inquisitor's warband brings together diverse parts of the Imperium under one banner, and those elements have to find some common ground and some means of getting along in pursuit of their higher calling. The interactions between the different characters in this story, like Horst and Keira, drive it as much as the plot itself does, and this is far from a bad thing.

I often think that more 40K stories taking place in the FFG franchises would be interesting if they did like this.


Page 164
...revealing the heavy calibre revolver he’d selected...
...
It was a good piece, a 9mm Scalptaker from the forges of Gun-metal City...
..
..the most solid and reliable handgun available..
The Scalptaker was from the Dark HEresy Inquisitor's Handbook, but the caliber IIRC was not identified til now. Guess that gives an idea of how big stub pistol rounds are. (although contrasting this with the Bastion Wars stuff where a .45 round was considered tiny is.. funny.


Page 165
Both were missing a little finger, which Horst remembered marked them out as married serfs, but whether to one another or not he had no idea.
Married serfs on Sephiris Secundus cut off their little fingers. Ouch.


Page 185
The cold was acute, too, sapping her strength, and she fought down a brief stab of envy at the thought of other pyrokines she’d known who were able to project a thin aura of warmth around themselves. Her talents, however, lay in a more direct and destructive direction..
Not every pyrokinetic is about setting shit on fire in various and spectacular ways.


Page 194-195
Mung took in the stencilled serial number on the haft of his chain axe, next to the aquila symbol of the Guard, and the shotgun hanging casually from his shoulder.
Heh. Krylock actually DOES have a IG issue Chainaxe. Not many regiments in the Imperium do that I bet. Although given the armament avialable on most hive worlds I could see it being possible (I mean fuck, how many gangers on Necromunda carry some sort of Chainweapon?)


Page 196
“You can have my place,” he offered, “for five credits, each.”

“Ten credits for that?” Elyra said. “That’s outrageous!”
Credits are either local currency, which would make Sephiris Secundus a rarity given that DH make sthe Throne Gelt the Calixian currency, or 'credits are whatever passes for a universal currecny (or the closest they have) Int he Imperium, and different sectors have a version of it (or the Throne Gelt and credit are the same thing. We know from Nemesis that Throne Gelts were used way in Segmentum Ultima for example.)


Page 200
...watching the entrance through an amplivisor that Vex had blessed in some fashion so that it was able to function even in pitch darkness...


Binocs 'blessed' somehow into a night vision mode. This means either Keira didnt know how to turn on NV mode on the binocs, or Vex could somehow modify them to provide that capability.

Page 206
...extricating the personal vox from the bottom of the pack, next to the gun. It was a standard civilian model, quite unremarkable to look at, although Vex had made some careful alterations to its inner workings, ensuring that any transmissions made to or from it would be incomprehensible to anyone else attempting to listen in.
Modified, handheld personal vox. 40K equivalent of a cell phone, I'd guess. Modified for encrypted communication and, as we learn later, also as a beacon.


Page 217
There was little point in continuing to make them as conscientiously as he had been, since the trading vessel the inquisitor had departed the system aboard didn’t have an astropath among its complement, but the habit was a hard one to break, and Horst had already dispatched two comprehensive summaries of their progress so far to their patron, confident that the messages would be waiting for him at the Tricorn as soon as he arrived on Scintilla.
Horst has made at least two astorpathic transmissions to the Inquisitor since said guy left. it is now 098.993.M41m, the Inquisitor left on 094.993.M41 which means 1.46 days have passed. I'd guess on the map in the book tht SS and Scintilla are some 50-60 LY away, so we're talking at least many tens of thousands of c (probably hundreds of thousands) to send the messages.


Page 220
“I set up a vox-link between the slate and the datanet in Icenholm before we left,” Vex explained, “and I’ve just found the Tonis family’s tithe records for the last few years.”
Wireless dataslate connection, and tithe records kept on Sephiris Secundus.


Page 226
She looked about thirty, but Horst knew from the records Vex had obtained that her appearance was the result of extensive juvenat treatments, and that her real age was well over twice that. Her husband had apparently opted to freeze the ravages of time a decade or so later than his wife, allowing enough grey to seep into his hair to impart an air of maturity and wisdom,..
An interesting facet of juvenat. It can 'freeze' age - at least the appearance of physical age, at a specific point it seems, at least this particular kind can. One presumes it has limits of some kind, since we know juvenat provides neither immortality nor indefinitely youthful looks.


Page 231
“He was right in the room with us when Gilden’s curse manifested, and a flower vase started spinning in the middle of the table.”

“We thought he’d panic,” Lady Tonis put in, “but he didn’t. He just said it was interesting.”

“If he was of sufficient standing in the light of the Omnissiah,” Vex said thoughtfully, “he probably had an augmented cerebellum. That would have precluded an emotional reaction.” His eyes unfocused for a moment, as he recalled something. “Technomancer Tonis was similarly blessed.”

“Yes.” Lord Tonis nodded. “Magos Avia suggested that a similar enhancement might save Gilden, by replacing the organic parts of his brain where the taint resided with augmetic cogitators, and we were desperate enough to try it.”

“Such blessings are reserved for the Omnissiah’s anointed,” Vex said, sounding either disapproving or envious, Horst wasn’t sure which. Perhaps it was a mixture of both.
Comment on AdMech enhancements, possibly with an eye towards stopping the growht of psychic activity. Also a possible explanation for the earlier 'why no possessed techpriests' alluded to.


Page 246
..but he was in no hurry to taste the rank meat of the rockrats again. One thing about being in the Guard that he’d quickly learned to appreciate was food that was actually palatable.
One thing we can draw fro this book is that IG cuisine is better tasting than underground rat. Or underground space rat on this planet.


Page 250-252
Drake belatedly remembered that she belonged to some puritanical cult that probably thought flirting with someone was the fast road to hell. Now he came to think about it, that was a real shame, not to mention a waste.
..
She met his gaze at last, and Drake saw the cold eye of the assassin looking straight into his own. There was something else there too, though, a hint of confusion, and he nodded again.
The whole Keira/Horst thing is a bit of humour for the sideplot, but I find it also has a bit of a serious tone to it, and this is one of the reasons. Keira's torn between being the bloodthristy fanatical Zealot For the Emperor she was raised to be, and the biological/emotional imperatives of being a human woman and having feelings for another, and she doesn't quite realize this (indeed she, like Horst, goes to some lengths to ignore or otherwise rationalize it away rather than face it.) Having her be sociable and likable one minute and then revert to bloodthirsty killer the next must be unsettling for her comrades (nevermind her own having to come to terms with this, and the differences between herself and her allies.)


Page 255
“Three more fathoms,” Phyron said into the speaking tube next to where he stood, one of the tangle of umbilicals linking them precariously to the surface world, “and left one.” His eyes were fixed on a flickering auspex screen, marked in concentric circles, a single bright dot wavering two rings from the centre.
..
“Left again, one half, and lock off Phyron breathed an audible sigh of relief as the glowing pinprick centred, and glanced up in the direction of the Inquisition agents. “Almost there, my lords.”
..
“Keep paying out,” Phyron said to the speaking tube, studying the runes flickering at the bottom of the auspex screen intently. “Another six fathoms should do it.” A few moments later a metallic clang echoed through the confined space, as though the thick hull surrounding them had just been struck by a gigantic hammer, and the supervisor smiled thinly. “Contact,” he reported to the surface.

Two runes on the auspex screen turned green.
Sephiris Secundus is notable for being technologically backwards, esp when it comes to its mining and other measures. I guess while there are still some pretty backwards elements, its not total (they still use auspex even if its in a diving bell.) - a bit of that technological schizophrenia you hear about from Imperial Armour, I guess (Steam powered tank with MIU, or something.)



Page 268
Adrin was younger than she’d expected, at least physically, although since someone of his status would have access to juvenat treatments that didn’t mean much. She knew he was in his early sixties chronologically, but he looked around half that age.
More on juvenat. tHe 'looking half as old as your actual age' seems pretty ocmmon amongst Secundus nobility.


Page 270
...remembering that she was supposed to be over a century old,
...
The irony of trying to seem older and more experienced than a man three times her age, who undoubtedly believed that her genuine youth was as artificially maintained as his own..
Keira is pretending to be 100 years old, whilst she looks in her twenties (the guy being in her sixties.) which should be at least technically plausible for juvenat, and gives an idea of more of its 'long term' capabilities - phyiscally at least.



Page 275
And none had had a small prefabricated habdome erected in the middle of them.
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It was a standard model, perhaps half a dozen metres in diameter, and generally, ones of that size only had a single doorway.
Prefab Imperial habitation.


Page 277-278
Cogitator banks and data lecterns formed an outer ring, pierced by gaps in which tangles of cabling snaked in all directions,..
..
“I’ll have to download as much of his data as I can access, and analyse it properly when we get back. I just hope there’s enough storage space left on my slate.” His expression changed to one of profound surprise, as he removed a subassembly of brass cogs and vacuum tubes, and peered into the cavity.
Not sure if it qualifies as high end Imperial computer tech, but there ya go. Hard to tell with 40K sometimes. May not be, given the 'renegade' aspect of the techpriest's equipment in question.


Page 286
Kyrlock pulled the trigger, and the fellow fell, half his chest transmogrified in an instant to bloody scraps, the boom of the shotgun echoing flatly through the canyons between the artificial hills.
Shotgun vs another human.


Page 296
“It’s a kind of lichen,” Drake told her, “which grows wild in the mine workings. The Fratery of Comestibles cultivate it in the worked-out seams, to improve the yield and flavour.”
...
“Tastes pretty good. I suppose they grow the mushrooms down there too?”

“That’s right.” Drake smiled easily. “Not a lot else you can do with a hole in the ground.”

“I wondered why fungi were so popular with the cooks here,” Keira said, taking her plate to a nearby chair.
Like many hive worlds, an industry in fungus and related byproducts is an important part of the diet and food sources on planet.



PAge 296
“My latest report to the inquisitor contains some significant new information.”

“Which he won’t be able to respond to for another month at least,” Vex reminded them, glancing up from the keyboard for a moment. “Assuming the warp currents remain favourable.”
It's 101.993.M41 now, so about 7-10 time units have passed since the Inquisitor Left (not much time really) Horts made another astorpathic message (last being 094), and a month to transit between SS and Scintilla, which as I noted before was 50-60 LY away. Which is about 600-700c average for a straight line transit.


Page 298
“She hasn’t checked in since last night, but according to Hybris’ auspex her vox has shifted about a kilometre. That probably means they’re in the pipeline by now.”
Auspex for tracking a glorified homing beacon (whcih as I noted, was built into the vox so she and Kyrlock could be tracked on planet). also a lower limit on its range and the vox range.


Page 305
Elyra nodded. “Rogue psykers are generally paranoid sociopaths. If I was trying to be their new best friend they’d smell a rat in a heartbeat.”
As far as Wikipedia goes, that means 1-3% of popiulation (at least in real life) tend to be sociopaths, so if this is a common trait amongst rogues, I wonder if this means rogues are actually fairly rare. which makes them even rarer as far as psykers go, given the ratios mentioned elsewhere. (assuming the 12 billion or so populace of Sephiris Secundus we're talking several hundred million possible sociopaths IF the aforementioned ratio were accurate. Which means that there would be a few hundred or a few thousand sociopathic psykers in the populace. Contrast that with some 12,000-120,000 possible psykers in the population as a whole.


Page 305
"We’ll have weeks on the ship together to let them think they’re winning me round, and when we tag along with their escort oncewe get to Scintilla they’ll think it was all their idea.”


"weeks" this time for an ore barge between S.S. and scintilla. for 2-3 weeks we migth get between 867-1560c.


Page 305
If he was a telepath, he might be able to read a lot more than that. Then reason reasserted itself. Her blocks would be secure against an untrained talent, even if he was able to read minds, and there was no guarantee that this lad could, since all he’d demonstrated so far was a knack for divination.
The interesting thing about this is that it suggests raw power is far less important to telepathy (reading thoughts) than skill/training is, and that defeating it is probably the same.

elyra also thinks its possible for psykers to have multiple talents, which again shows a variety in psyker types. Elyra herself seems to be a fairly specialised pyrokene (not unlike Patience Kys in Ravenor, who was a telekine) but others (like Inquisitor Carolus, or Ravenor) can be multi-talented.


Page 313
Vex had given him a portable auspex unit, no larger than a data-slate, which was communing in some fashion with Elyra’s vox. All he had to do was perform the rituals the techpriest had shown him, and the little machine-spirit would guide his footsteps unerringly to their hiding place.
Portable auspex tracking device thingy.



Pgae 317-319
It would have been much easier if the two undercover agents could have carried hidden microphones too, like Keira, but Vex had insisted that nothing that small had sufficient range, and even if it had, the risk of discovery would be far too great. An ordinary vox could be explained away if it was discovered in Elyra’s pack, but obvious espionage gear could have only one purpose.
..
Within a few score metres the rhythmic thudding of Keira’s heartbeat in his ear had faded away..
..
Her jade earrings, chosen to offset the green of her eyes, weren’t large enough to conceal a full vox receiver, and the matching pendant nestling comfortably just above the low-cut neckline of the rich purple gown Lilith had selected to complement her hair only had room for a minute, short-ranged transmitter.
Comment on the scale and range of eavesdropping/spy equipment once again.


PAge 326
“Quarren there’s proposing the motion that in order to truly preserve itself, Humanity must make greater use of the psykers among us, turning the taint of Chaos against itself.”
..
“Hardly a new idea, but quite radical coming from a member of the Ecclesiarchy.”
...
Her Redemptionist upbringing had left her in no doubt that anyone touched by the warp was a walking embodiment of Chaos, deserving of nothing less than utter annihilation, but then she’d met Inquisitor Finurbi, who’d turned his formidable psychic powers against the enemies of the Emperor, and Elyra, who’d become one of her closest friends, and that old certainty had crumbled.
Rather liberal for a priest, quite probably heretical, given that that mentality echoes some of the more Radical elements of the Inquisition (and if Inquisitors can't get away with it its not very likely a churchman can.)

Still the Imperial cult is nothign if nto diverse, so who knows? It might actually have room for that sort of thing.


Page 329
Watching them, Horst was barely able to contain a stab of envy, knowing that he was unlikely ever to know such a state. For a moment, he allowed himself to imagine what it would be like to walk like that with Keira, but he knew that the path of duty they’d both chosen would lead them in an entirely different direction.
Another one of those 'is kinda funny but also sad in a way' bits for the Keira/Horst relationship. This one really demonstrates how that extreme 'focus on duty' some Inquisitorial agents can get can have unintended costs. THey may not 'seem' like costs if you fixate on the action or blowing up shit, but its a very human cost. Horst knows he can never truly have love, never raise a family, or never have anything like a normal life (or the closest one can get in 40K.) The interesting thing is the same sentiment was echoed by Elyra (Sanctioned psyker, who happens to be in love with the Inquisitor.). It's an aspect that never gets enough play, and its one that works even for Space Marines (a few authors like Graham McNeill and Bill King have played on the 'loss of a normal life' aspect to a Space Marine, which is pretty funny because they do make a shit ton of personal, human sacrifices to become the superhuman killmachine avatars of the Emperor they are, yet that tends to get glossed over sometimes in the sheer kill count. You never hear about it in codexes, at least. Sisters of Battle and other soldiers can pay similar sacrifices too. Funny enough, the Guard is perhaps superior ot the others n that respect in that they can be soliders and might actually have something that resembles a normal life.)


Page 336
..letting the shadows conceal him, as a couple of men walked past a few metres away, the unmistakable silhouettes of stubbers slung over their shoulders...
must be some sort of longarm stubber.



Page 340-341
..drawing her laspistol and levelling it, her voice a disdainful drawl. “Put her down, right now, or I’ll blow your nads off.”
...
As the stunned expeditor fell, he released his hold on the terrified girl, who ran, howling, towards her friends. Even before he hit the ground Elyra fired once, making good on her earlier promise.
Laspistol blows a guy's testicles off in a single shot, supposedly. This has to be the weirdest possible calc I've ever dealt with and I nver thought I'd be stimating the energy you needed to castrate a guy. Go 40K!

Honestly, I'm not evne quite sure how accurate it oculd be, so I'm hesitant to try. taking the entire sack off - so to speak - in a single shot means a pretty wide diameter to cut through, probably at least 5 cm or more (its not exactly something one can easily measure, or calc for obvious reasons) and in a single shot is more than likely to result in explosive (messy) pulveirzation in all three dimensions (read - explosion) unless it was a sustained cutting beam. And either way it probably means that the guy's dick gets blown/cut off in the process in all probability.

Just to make a vague guess for mechanical damage, (blaster style LAZORS) with a single pulse, 3-5 kj probably would suffice, possibly even less. The other question is - does he bleed or not . We know the guy lives, so he probably had cauterization (third degree burns at least on your junk - yay) which probably would be worth at least a few kj on its own.

So yeah, probably one of the weirdest and wince-inducing calcs I've ever done. AND YET I DID IT!


Page 341
“So you’re a ’path,” Elyra said, reflexively strengthening her mental blocks. She was sure that none of them could read minds. She would have recognised the faint insistent pressure against her thoughts if they could, but you couldn’t be too careful.
..
“I can pick up on people’s emotions,” Zusen said, to her carefully concealed relief. “Usually just flashes.”
Empath, and an indication that many types of telepathic 'reading' might be a sort of active 'detection' which can be picked up on by another psyker.


Page 344
And if Mordechai really had been harbouring lustful thoughts, if not the purer form of affection her imagination kept returning to in spite of her rational mind insisting on the ridiculousness of the whole idea, he’d had the decency to keep them to himself.

Contemplating that remote possibility ignited the curious fluttering sensation in the pit of her stomach again, and her skin tingled, as though in anticipation of a caress. Her mouth felt suddenly dry, and she sipped the smooth alcohol gratefully. Although she knew that sinning involved touching one another, she was vague about the details, and, secure behind her redoubt of Redemptionist rectitude, had never thought to ask.

Perhaps when Elyra returned she could seek her advice. The psyker had been intimate with men, with the inquisitor even, and everyone knew that inquisitors were the hands of the Emperor and therefore incapable of sinning. So maybe that meant that if His truly pious servants indulged in that sort of thing it wasn’t a sin at all. It wasn’t if you were married, she knew that, at least according to the Ecclesiarchy, although, since most of them were lamentably lax on the doctrine of Divine Wrath, she wasn’t sure how far they could be trusted on other moral issues.
And we revisit Keira again and see another one of those 'sort of reflects an aspect of real life, but in a 40K manner' - the way Keira talks here she cna sound like one of those insular, fundamentalist-raised kids that you read or hear about online - hell even the violence may not be too out of place, but we also have a bit of the absurd in this hardcore trained killing machine who.. has a crush on one of her fellow acolytes and doesnt know about sex or anything like that. There's a sort of charming innocence that is out of place there, I think.

And again there's a sad part to that, because when you really think about it, Keira never has or never will have anything like a normal life. She's sort of a 'child soldier' - first indoctrinated by the REdemptionists for their own ends, then the Assasinorum, and now the Inquisition. She's 20, but she probably never played with toys, or had a first kiss (or a date), or first day at school jitters.... again that 'human cost' thing rears its head.


Page 350
He’d encountered starship crew on occasion, usually while providing a guard of honour at official functions for members of the royal family, and the loose-limbed gait of those subconsciously poised to compensate for minute fluctuations in the gravity surrounding them was unmistakable.
Interesting not only because of it showing the differences between groundworlders and the void born, but it suggests an interesting aspect of Imperial antigravity - it's not a 'constant' thing, but it could flicker, vary, etc. I dont know if thats supposed to be 'thematic flavor' typical of Imperial tech style or just the way AG tech in the Imperium works in general, but it's interesting. especially given the cases where brief fluctuations in AG of some kind impact acceleration, turning, etc. (Rogue STar, Shadow Point, etc.)


Page 359
Women had always been something of a mystery to him, Keira more than most, and he felt considerably out of his depth.
Horst is in as bad (or worse) a boat than poor Keira.


Page 365
“Assuming we’ll be able to track her through the warp.”

“Fortunately, I’ve been able to identify the ship she’ll be on,”
..
“That doesn’t narrow it down all that much,” Horst pointed out. “There must be hundreds of ore barges in orbit at the moment.”
AGain S.S. has a rather sizable traffic in warp-capable vessels, and this does not seem to be atypical traffic. Although to be fair, S.S. is also a significant supplier in the sector (as noted before) so it may not represent a 'typical' standard throughoug Calixis, but its still an interesting indicator of the scale of interstellar shipping - at least amongst the Chartist side of things.


Page 371
..Vex had secreted a similar unit among the mass of braids on her head, which obscured it nicely. So long as the layers of rock above the mansion weren’t too deep to block the signal, her friends would be able to track her position to within a handful of metres..
Gives an interesting indicator of the 'accuracy' of locator equipment (beacons, etc.)


Page 376
Elyra glanced at her chronograph for what felt like the thousandth time. “Greel said 107, and it must be almost 108 by now.”
..
“There’s still almost an hour until then,” Elyra replied..
A reference to the 1000-segment 'time' kept as the closest thing to a 'standard' the Imperium has, equal to about 8-9 hours.)


Page 377
..the girl was a rogue psyker, a living embodiment of the Great Enemy, an abomination that could unleash the power of the warp at any time, and she couldn’t allow herself to forget that for a moment.
..
She knew that she’d been lucky, the strength of the faith her parents had imbued her with protecting her against the perils of the outer darkness until the blessed day she’d met Carolus. He’d spotted her potential, had arranged for her screening and her training as a sanctioned psyker..
Elyra has one of her own little 'coming to terms with reality' situations.. she's a psyker so that generates sympathy between her and the aformentioned empath (literally 'that could have been me had I not lucked out.') The risks and dangers mentioned are real and tangible, and yet its still a young woman/girl and one can't juts ignore that detail (not everyone is a mindless/heartless psychopathic zealot.)

Also her religious beliefs seemed to provide some strong psychic 'armour' against possession. Another example of how belief is a tangible force to influence things in the 40K galaxy. Heck alot of astropaths seem to be strongly religious (in their own fashion) which is hardly surprising given the Soul Binding, so it probably only helps protect them more.


Page 382
“When I’ve fed on the souls of the husks, and added their power to mine, I will lead you all against the Isolarium. Its walls will crumble before me, and our brothers there will be liberated!”
Which sounds an AWFUL lot like a daemon, what with the 'eating of souls'. This is a rogue psyker (a crazy one), who intends to consume the souls/psychic power of other (Burnt out, wrecked/dying) psykers to bolster his own power, facilitated throughs ome sort of exotic (heretical? Xenos?) technology.

Anyhow, the idea of 'souls/etc boosting power' is very reminiscient of what happens with daemons, gods, and other warp entities, so it makes sense.


Page 390-391
The shuttle had been built to military specifications, capable of withstanding even heavy weapons fire, and the light calibre small arms available to Adrin’s retainers would barely be able to scratch the paintwork. Unfortunately, from Horst’s point of view, it had also been built simply to haul troops and cargo, relying on the protection of specialist gunships in a war zone, and was as devoid of armament as Barda’s old Aquila had been.
military shuttle. commandeered from teh storm troopers I think, Imperial equivlaent of a Devilfish basically.


Page 392-393
The front of the building around the metal door had completely disappeared, leaving a wide tunnel spattered with molten bronze and liquefied glass blasted deep into the structure. The orange glow of flames flickered around the periphery of the hole, which Horst could have driven a Rhino through, secondary fires started by the intense blast of heat from the shuttle’s engines.

“Cut in the afterburners, just for a second,”

Page 395
Keira felt his rage brushing against the fringes of her mind, and seized on it eagerly, allowing it to counteract the debilitating effect of the chanting. Giving up on the litany she’d learned at the Collegium Assassinorum, she sought refuge in the creed of the Redemptionists instead...
...
As she allowed the familiar words to roll through her mind, the lassitude induced by the chanting receded.
Again religion provides some strong resistance to psyker/warp activity, not unlike with Sisters.


Page 399
The monomolecular edge of the mastercrafted weapon sheered through it easily, sending a jolt of energy up her arm even through the insulating glove of her synsuit, and she staggered momentarily before recovering.
Keira' sword is monomol, and her synsuit provides some insulation against electrical attack.


Page 401
..before the weapon twitched easily out of his hands and spun away, to fall noisily to the floor several metres from him.
...
“You’re a wyrd too,” Horst said, as though it should have been obvious, his knuckles whitening with the effort of trying to bring the bolt pistol round to aim it at Adrin. Despite his best efforts, it was moving off-target. A second later, it tore free of his grasp, to be sent skittering into a corner with a casual flick of Adrin’s mind.
..
..ripping the comm-beads from everyone’s ears with another thought, and sending them spinning across the room.
..
Another psychokinetic shove sent Vex and Keira sprawling, their weapons flying from their hands as they hit the floor.
PK wyrd, shows both the relative strengths and the precision involved, at least precision where the comm beads are concerned


Page 401-402
drawing the Scalptaker and pulling the trigger in one fluid movement, while the psyker’s attention was momentarily distracted. The rugged revolver cracked loudly in the confined space, its heavy dum-dum bullet ripping a hole through Adrin’s torso that Keira could have put her fist through.
Drake's 9mm scalptaker revolver stubber armed with dum dums. Now the wound seems damn impressive compared ot what a RL 9mm will do example but I'm not sure how to handle it. For one given every description of 'dum dums' I've seen and how they make (aside from the myths they seem to buy into) they basically qualify as fragmenting rounds. And those as noted can make big holes in things even without hugetastic amounts of energy. And there's always things like bone shrapnel and such to consider too. It also, almost certainly means more of an exit than an entry wound, so its probably not 'putting your fist straight through' but who knows.

Still, if we wanted to put this in some perspective.. Figure 10 pulses, 8-12 kj per pulse (6-10 cm hole depending on exact parameters, 5mm spot size, 10 mn delay between pulses) is around 80-120 kj for a hole up to 10 cm in diameter and basically through the torso. Of course the parallel is not going to be easily applied to any one kind of lasweapon so its more an order of magnitude estimate as a comparison rather than a precise one, but still...


Page 402
He must have been drawing on the power of the warp to stay on his feet. Drake’s aim began to waver again, an instant before Keira buried her knife in his eye socket up to the hilt. Horst straightened, his bolt pistol back in his hand, and the back of the psyker’s head exploded in crimson mist. He fell heavily to the floor, and the light in his remaining eye clouded at last.
Psyker resilience and a bolter in action.


Page 404-405
She raised her sword, preparing to cut off his head, and froze momentarily in shock as the charred flesh at her feet began to stir.

“He’s alive!” She swept the blade down, feeling the familiar faint resistance as the keen edge parted flesh and bone, and grinned in vindictive satisfaction.
Possibly a good indicator of how good monomol blades are, given that IIRC, human necks are damn hard to cut through even with heavy blades - that's why guillotines were invented, because simple headsmen axes and such were no guarantee of instant kills.


Page 405-406
“Fire!” Malakai roared, and his storm troopers began pouring hellgun rounds into the bloated monstrosity, while Horst and Vex added what firepower they could with their hand weapons. The tentacled horror rose clear of the mangled corpse, shrugging it off like a soiled cape, and swooped across the room, shimmering insubstantially as each shot slammed into it.
...
An instant before it could strike, however, Drake emptied his power pack into the thing on full auto, somehow managing to remain on aim despite the rapid movement of his target, and the entity shuddered, losing momentum. A moment later it vanished entirely, disappearing back into the warp with a howl of frustration and a crackle of arcane energies...
...

Drake grinned at her, and turned to Vex. “Lucky I asked you for that benediction on the way in.”

“The Omnissiah certainly seems to have guided your hand,”
Daemon creature vs differnet kinds of guns. The daemon seems to avoid it by 'phasing out' around the gunfire, but Drake's gun, who was blessed by Vex the techpriest, actually hurt it. It doesn't need a 'direct' Emperor blessing to be thus empowered (the Omnissiah blessing works just s well.) Again while its all well and good to acknowledge the out of universe joke of techpriests and the Admech, its still quite possible to justify it in-universe as well, as this example shows.

Also drake empties his power pack in a relatively short time - seconds probably. we dont know how full it was (or wasn't) but I'm pretty sure it was not much less than half full so.. it gives an implied rate of fire. Given the ammo capacities of powerpacks, that can be quite close to normal assault rifles an dsuch.


Page 411
Nowhere in the headquarters of the Ordo Calixis was truly far from the ceaseless activity of the thousands of inquisitors, interrogators and acolytes charged with preserving this far-flung province of the Emperor’s realm from the perils that constantly assailed it.
It's now 231.993.M41, Inquisitor Grynner and his acolyte are back. so some 182 time units have passed since the beginning and end of the novel, or a little over 66 days. It took him 9.4 weeks to reach Scintilla from wherever the hell out sector he was. It could be thousands of light years as I said before, and if so (call it 5-10K LY) we're tlaking around 28,000c (or twice that for 10K LY). If it was mcuh less, say 100 LY or more. we're talking 'only' 553c.


PAge 412
An inquisitor only invoked the right of Special Circumstances, effectively removing himself from the oversight, support and resources of his sector’s Ordo, if he felt that his own colleagues couldn’t be trusted, or that his activities might expose them to some unacceptable level of danger.


Special Circumstances, as we know, was first mentioned in Ravenor REturned. They also call it in this novel 'going blue' for the color of the symbol invoked when in this Condition.


Page 413
“According to their last report, they were about to take ship for Scintilla. If the warp currents were favourable, they might even have arrived in system by now.”
Horst and his band were still on S.S. as of 108.993.M41, so 123 time units means 45 days, or about 1.5 months tops. 400-480c.
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The second novel 'Innocence proves nothing' in Mitchells Dark Heresy series. Technically this 'concludes' events in the first novel, although I suspect it was meant to be a larger series, but it hasn't really gone anywhere in awhile (more's the pity). Prepare for more Arbiter/Death Cultist romance, with an Imperial Guardsman (with a chainaxe) and the psyker who has a crush on him.


Page 10
...the Royal Scourges had neither the training nor the resources to mount an airborne assault.
Implies that some PDF forces might, though. Considering that they have to get airborne forces from somewhere, that is not improbable, evne if it might be rare. Of course with drop ships and shuttles 'airborne' can be quite a variable term.


Page 10
..raising his voice to be heard over the scream of an ore shuttle dusting off from one of the pads scattered around the perimeter of the vast pit. They arrived and departed every few minutes, feeding the insatiable maws of the ore barges which hung in orbit above Sepheris Secundus like flies around carrion...
Frequency of ore transports on and off planet.


Page 17
...Drake agreed, trying to hide his unease at the sudden realisation that he’d be transiting the warp before nightfall, and he might never see the city of his birth again...
Implies less than a day for the Misericorde to reach the warp translation point. Assuming 12 hours and 1 AU distance we're talking about 32 gees and 2.3% of lightspeed approximately max velocity. 320 gees and 22% c for 10 AU.


Page 18
“It’s just an ore scow, so they’ll need to drop back into real space more often than we will to correct their course. And every time they do that, they’ll lose a little more of their lead.”
...
“Charter vessels take far fewer hops, so we’ll be there in half the time.”

“Something of an exaggeration,”
..

“But we should still arrive ahead of them, if the warp currents are favourable.”

“You’ve booked us on a Chartist ship?”
The Misericord in fact, much to Drake's horror. Chartist vessels and ore barges are different things... Chartist vessels as a rule seem twice as fast as the conventional vessels, so not all non-navigator vessels (presumably if the ore barges are slower they cna't have navigators, cuz Chartist vessels don't.) move at the same speed.


Page 19
“The last time she put in here we had the serf riots, and the time before that there was the mirepox outbreak, and back in 989 two ore barges collided in low orbit just after she came out of warp; they both went down, and one of them took out a whole village when it hit."
3 visits between 989 and 993. thats like 4 years and 3 visits, so 1.34 years per transit.


Page 20
Every now and again the metal groaned, responding to the subtle stresses of the engines and the megatonnes of ore contained within the storage bins; every time it did so he started involuntarily, picturing some malign horror scrabbling at the hull, intent on devouring the souls inside.
The ore barge is carrying 'megatonnes' of ore. Lower limit if nothing else.


Page 23
..began rummaging in her rucksack for a compressed protein bar.
Yummy.


Page 25-26
It was easy to see why the vessel had acquired so sinister a reputation; at first sight it looked more like a collection of scrap than a functioning starship, a misshapen assemblage of smaller hulls, jammed and fused together to no discernible pattern.
..
The sheer size of it had been a shock too; even the bulk ore carriers keeping apprehensive station with it in the crowded skies above Sepheris Secundus were dwarfed in comparison, vessels the size of battleships seeming no larger than the shuttle they rode in.

He was no stranger to warp travel, but in all his years of errantry on behalf of the Inquisition, and the Adeptus Arbites before that, he’d never seen a spacecraft so huge....
The misericorde. Interesting that the Misericorde is bigger than a battleship, and the ore carriers themselves are also battleship sized. Given therea re hundreds (thousands?) of them in orbit at any given time from the last novel... that's alot of shipping for just one planet, even if its a significant one for the Sector. it also tends to suggest 'megatonnes' of ore carried is grossly conservative.


Page 26
She was dressed in her cameleoline bodyglove, which she tended to favour whenever she was expecting trouble...
Keira's bodyglove is cameleoline, explaining its stealthy properties. She's also not a 'Assassin' asassin, but more a dealth cult assassin.


Page 27
“The theology of interstellar travel isn’t exactly my area of expertise, but the Geller field of a vessel this size must extend for quite some considerable distance. Anything in the immediate vicinity would be carried into the warp along with it, and regurgitated back into existence at the other end.”
Gellar fields aren't confined to the ship's hull but like the warp field (The Primarchs) Can extend some distance from a large ship, and drag shit into the warp with it. Probably could pull sublight warp ships in, under the right cirucmstances (good for towing things through the warp and such)


Page 34
All carried semi-automatic shotguns, which looked well cared for and functional, but their clothing looked as though it would have been more at home on a feral world somewhere. All wore archaic sallet helms and brightly polished breastplates over shirts of mail, which would undoubtedly offer some protection against conventional melee weapons, but very little against the Angelae’s guns, and none at all against the monomolecular edges of her own blades.
archaic metal armour and mail offers no protection against mono-edge weapons. or guns (including lasweapons)


Page 35
“They have a caste system here too?”
...
“At least as rigid as the one on Sepheris Secundus, if not more so. All with their own customs and practices, which make little sense to outsiders.”
..
"All the Chartist vessels have their own traditions, particularly when it comes to interacting with their passengers.”

That was true, Keira thought. The stewards aboard the Splendour Empyrian, which they’d travelled on to reach Sepheris Secundus, had spoken entirely in rhyme; even a simple request for an evening meal had provoked the recitation of a menu couched in the form of a villanelle. At least their counterparts aboard the Misericord could hardly be that annoying.
The (extreme) oddity of shipboard behaviours - in this case there is extreme caste behaviour onboard ship, which probably is an analogue to some naval or starship chain of command. The rhyme speech Keira speaks of is even more bizarre.


Page 42
Vex winced as the largest and most muscular of the trio hefted the metal-banded trunk containing his precious demountable cogitator onto the handcart with an audible thud, and muttered a brief prayer to the Omnissiah for its preservation.
..
“It took me days to realign the cogwheels and resanctify the vacuum tubes after we got to Icenholm.”
...
The cogwheel device of the Adeptus Mechanicus was prominent on the lid, and he doubted that anyone but a techpriest would dare to open it for fear of drawing down the wrath of the Machine-God. Not to mention the subtle traps Vex had built into the case as a precaution against the rare exceptions whose curiosity or cupidity might overcome their fear; anyone attempting to force the lock would receive a jolt of energy sufficient to incapacitate them for hours, if it didn’t kill them outright.
Vex's cogitator - vaccuum tubes and cogwheels, so we know its properly Admech :P

Also Admech security measures are.. suitably lethal.


Page 43
Barda shook his head. “I’ve made solo supply runs to the outer void stations, a month or more at a stretch. And this is roomy compared to my old bird.”
Months to an outer void station (we dont know how far away) a month at 1 AU would be ~58 km/s to and back. 1 billion km? ~385 km/s.


Page 54-55
Her first strike took the leading Merciful’s right hand off at the wrist, and sheared through the stock of the shotgun as though it was no more substantial than paper; even before the severed limb hit the floor
Monoedged swords again, cut through hand and shotgun with virtually no resistance.


Page 56-57
...a mistake they’d paid for in a brief flurry of sword strokes. The woman who’d led the gang had been neatly sliced into three sections, her torso, legs and head scattered around the passageway...
...

...the man who’d helped her clear the way for the cart in the crowded reception hall lay a few paces beyond, bisected by a single diagonal strike as he attempted to flee.
More mono-swordsmanship. Decapitating and bisecting people is notable, as humans are rather tough to cut through in single strokoes - this is a reflection more of the extreme sharpness of the weapons rather than the strength of the person (although there is bound to be some of that as well, possibly psychically enhanced strength in a way since she's a hardcore Redemptionist.


Page 58
She could picture the techpriest, still standing among the whirling crowd in the embarkation hall, oblivious to his surroundings, his head bent over his data-slate, following their progress on the tiny screen as he tracked the signal of their earpiece transmitters.


the comm beads the Acolytes use clearly have tracking devices that Vex can home in on and follow.


Page 63
...it made more sense for Horst to be watching their backs, the explosive tips of his pistol bolts able to do far more damage to an attacker than the simple slugs of Drake’s revolver....
unsurprisingly, a bolt pistol round does more damage than a revolver due to explosive bolts, but one interpretation might imply that the penetration/kinetic aspects are similar (EG drake's bolt pistol has the penetration and kinetic effect of the Scalptaker)


Page 67
Keira blocked the strike at the last possible second, shearing the tip off the shock maul, and feeling a jolt even through the insulating gloves of her synsuit as the capacitors discharged. She stumbled, the molecule-thick edge of her blade slicing an ugly gash through the decking at her feet before she could recover her balance. Her opponent was falling, his muscles spasming as he absorbed the full charge of his own weapon; he was probably dead before he hit the mesh, but she struck upwards anyway, severing his head neatly from his body as he met the rising blade on his way down.
'molecule-thin' mono edged swords again and also cutting the deck and other shit (cutting it so deep it sends the walkway plunging into a convenient 'massive abyss inside a starship' meme crap. Yes 40k has starships that have massive gaping pits in them - apparently for no reason.)

Also synskin provides some protection against electricla shocks.


Page 73
...replacing the spectacles on the bridge of his nose. He had no real need of them, the periodic juvenat treatments which maintained his physical age at around a quarter of his actual one keeping his eyesight as keen as his mind, but they were an essential part of the vague persona he liked to project..
More juvenat stuff, quarter actual age, implied lifespan of ~400 years. Also preserves biological/phyiscal functions (like eyesight) - up to a poit, presumably.



Page 73
“At least these agents of his ought to be arriving in-system soon. I thought you might like to review the arrangements you asked me to make concerning them.”
This part is 235.993.M41, and the Misericorde was at 109.993.M41 before entering the warp. 46 days, about a month and a half. IIRC they said two weeks for the misericorde and a month for the freighter, so... that would mean 1/3 the speed tha timplies. For 50-60 LY range, we're talking an average warp speed of 396-476c


Page 76
“But there are thousands of shipfolk aboard, and heresy spreads like the pox in a bordello.”
"thousands' of crew aboard. almost certainly an understatmeent given the sheer size of the ship (meere cruisers carry at least 100,000.


Page 77
Time within the warp has little meaning in the conventional sense. We should emerge in the Scintilla System around two weeks after we entered it, as such things are measured in the materium, but our subjective experience may seem considerably longer or shorter than that.”
Time fo rthe Misericorde. For 2 weeks at 50-60 LY we're talking 1300-1560c


Page 84
...Elyra drew her laspistol. She caught the muttered phrase “shot him in the nads and left him to bleed to death”, and summoned up a grin as vindictive as Kyrlock’s own.


Guess that means cauterization didn't occur in the last book :P


Page 84
..pulled out a greasy block of reconstituted protein.


Again, yum.


Page 86
"...to scavenge reusable materials for the Company of Fabricators, the Followers of the Wire, and anyone else who needs them.”
People aboard the Misericorde to salvage and repair and manufacture stuff to make repairs with. Which makes sense given the thing is not much away from being a space hulk.


Page 87
"You’ve seen the fringes; imagine that, stretching for kilometres in every direction.”
...
“Beyonderside takes up less than five per cent of the Misericord. Next to that you’ve got the bridge, officers’ quarters and the holdings of the castes who deal directly with the passengers. Then you’re out to the fringes, where the main cargo holds, the engines, the Renderers’ farms and the other support stuff is. Outhull’s hardly used at all, unless we get more cargo than usual.”
The mention the Outhulls are rather dangerous, which probably reflects the mutants/hullghasts/warp-tainted beings who sometimes infest ships in that way.

The 'passenger' section of the Misericorde is 1/20th or so the rest of the ship's volume, and the fringes extend 'in every direction' for kilometres.

Oh and 'Renderers' farms. They have livestock on board (to provide food, I gather.)


Page 91
“The Emperor will step down from the throne before that,” Quillem reassured him, referring to a popular superstition that His Divine Majesty would resume His corporeal form at the turn of the millennium. He didn’t believe it, of course, any more than Muon probably did; the expression had become a colloquial reference to something that would almost certainly never happen.
A reference again to the injoke from the last book, with the added bit that it 'probably will never happen'. 40K version of Y2K or something.


Page 92
“They’d helped themselves to his money, the thieving skags, but at least I got a couple of creds for the clothes. And a few more for the body, of course.”
..
Pointless asking who the buyer had been; it could have been anyone, from an unsanctified tech dabbler wanting spare parts for a malfunctioning servitor, to the owner of one of the bushmeat stalls scattered around the Esplanade, or any one of a dozen even less savoury explanations.
Again, yum (wonde rif there's a connection between the protein bars and that...). And also credits. Credits and thrones get used interchangably in this book.


Page 93
Leaning across the counter, he palmed a high-denomination scrip, and let it flutter to the floor beside the bartender’s foot.
There seem to be paper currencies too.


Page 100
...being a member of the Angelae also enabled him to further his understanding of the Omnissiah in ways forever denied to most of his brethren. The psychic booster which Tonis, the renegade techpriest, had built, for instance, was a complete perversion of all the Machine-God stood for, and yet there were elements of its construction which had been quite breathtaking in their elegance.

The loss of the manuscript had been a grave blow indeed; there was no telling what further secrets a prolonged study of it might have revealed...
One of the apparent attractions of being a Techpriest attached to the Inquisition is that it gives you the opportunity (excuse) to explore things which might be considered heretical (or at least restricted to upper echelons of the hierarchy). Good for the innovator or radical techpriest or explorator type, I imagine, and yet another way in which 'legit' R&D might get done in the Imperium, after a fashion.


Page 100
“Tempt you to a punnet of hayberries, straight from the agridecks?”
The Misericorde has its own agricultural decks.


Page 101
He raised a reflexive hand to the comm-bead in his ear, before remembering that, like Drake’s, it was back in their quarters; the miniature voxes were rare and expensive enough to excite unwelcome comment if anyone noticed their presence, and they’d been reluctantly relinquished in the interests of anonymity
'rarity' of comm beads.


Page 106
“Fifty thrones,” the shopkeeper said. Horst glanced pointedly at the price tags, which totalled considerably less, and dug some currency out of his pocket.
Credits AND thrones used in the same novel. I'm damn sure they're interchangable.


Page 110
..a blizzard of razor-edged ice shards clattered from the galvanised plate. Psykers!
..
The round impacted on the wall, millimetres from the head of the leader, who twisted aside at the last possible second; Vex had been certain that his aim was true, and expressed his displeasure with another couple of rounds. Again, the fellow evaded both shots, something which should have been impossible.

There was only one logical explanation: he was a wyrd too, a seer of some kind, able to predict where the bullets would impact.
..
..a hypothesis confirmed a moment later as a ball of flame erupted into existence and hurtled down the alleyway towards him. Vex ducked back behind the bin, feeling a burst of heat as the fireball impacted against the metal, his nostrils choked with the sudden stench of burning garbage.
A precog, a pyro and one that controls ice (cryokine?) in action.


Page 111
Keira found the whole thing curiously soulless, like the make-up on the faces of the joygirls circulating among the customers with varying degrees of hopefulness or resignation, obscuring the real person beneath with a false smile and a painted complexion.
..
One of them bumped into her and moved on, her deadened eyes resting on Horst for a moment before registering that he appeared to be with Keira, and the young assassin felt an unexpected pang of pity for the girl, instead of the fierce contempt she usually reserved for sinners.
Keira shows another level of development from her fanatical Redemptionist upbringing, in the ability to show empathy for someone in her past she would view as a sinner. It reminds me alot of the Redemptionists we saw in 'Cardinal Crimson' who wre almost reasonable seeming compared to the other 'BURN THE HERETIC' types.

Also a bit of the bleakness of 40K shown in a better way than the usual grimdark, I think. It's alot more mundane, but I've also felt that sometimes the mundane darkness works much better than the over the top stuff.


Page 114
Picturing the kilometres-deep shaft down which the handcart had plunged, Keira could well believe it.
There are kilometres deep pits in the Misericorde, just like in the Death Star or Enterprise :D

Given a length to width ratio of around 4:5 to 1, we're tlaking at least 8-15 km long, and probably more than that as it's bigger than even battleships.


Page 116
“Unfortunately, Verren’s discretion can’t be so readily relied on.”

“I’ll take care of it,” Keira assured him. “A man as drunk as that’s bound to have an accident on the way home.”
A nice, chilling reminder that despite how likable these characters are, even the assassin, they're still ruthless and pragmatic people when it comes to their missions.


Page 118
...the rugged revolver kicking against his hand and coming back on aim for the second shot just after the first bullet hit the mark, as he’d known it would. He’d gone for the chest the first time, concentrating on the biggest and easiest target, and as the man folded, his head dropped to meet the second bullet. Blood, bone and brain spattered the wall, and the wyrd hit the cobbles hard.
implies a head-splosion i'm guessing, but I'm not sure. Might be only half/partial headsplosion.


Page 118-119
..he trusted the techpriest’s judgement, and switched his aim, sending two more rounds at the leader.
..
As he’d half-suspected, the leader moved again, at exactly the right moment, a fluke of circumstance so unlikely it had to have been the result of some warp-spawned power...
...
Vex fired too, at almost exactly the same instant, emptying his magazine, and looking vaguely put out as the man evaded the storm of bullets with the same casual ease.
...
“He can predict the attacks of more than one assailant at a time. Not many wyrds can do that.”
The skill of a precog can be determined by their ability to handle multiple attacks, esp from different directions.



Page 120-121
The pyrokine exploded, in a gout of superheated air and charred viscera, which sent everyone reeling. Drake’s face stung from the sudden burst of searing heat,..
...
A moment later the air around them had returned to the relatively comfortable temperature he’d grown used to aboard the Misericord, only the stench of burned flesh and the staining on the cobbles remaining...
...
“Lucky that one committed suicide so thoroughly,”
...
“He probably just lost control of his curse while attempting to use it against us.”
implied capabilities of Pyrokiene - (approximate, since we dont know how loss of control is implied) - single digit mj/grenade level damage roughly for exploding a body.

Another complicating factor - we know the psykers have the ability to bolster their abiliteis by consuming souls (implied in the last book at least) of other psykers, and its implied such may have happened here.


Page 126
Kyrlock squeezed the trigger, blasting the fellow’s chest to bloody ruin...
Shotgun again.


Page 127-128
..he felt a faint trembling in the kilotonnes of rock surrounding them. The bandit chiefs eyes widened in shock, and Kyrlock turned, just in time to see the largest heap of shale sliding inexorably downwards, engulfing the patch of shadow the volley of stones had emerged from. A few faint screams, abruptly terminated, echoed for a moment over the rumbling of the landslide...
...

“He’s a geist,” Elyra said.

Trosk nodded. “I prefer the term telekine, though,” he said.
Telekinetic wyrd in action.


Page 127-128
She brought up the laspistol.
..
..and shot him through the head at point-blank range, reducing his expression to a charred, bloody mask in an instant.
I'm pretty sure blasting the head would be single digit KJ alone. Causing third degree burns over the face (call it 15x15 cm area) would be 30 kj. for flaying (400 j per square cm) at that same would be 90 kj


Page 132
“This ship’s the size of a small hive. Anyone making it to the outhulls could stay hidden indefinitely.”
..
“Anyone who doesn’t like the caste they were born into, or who asks too many questions about the rules. The captains and the Obeyers call that treason against the ship.”
..
"So if you step out of line, your only chance is to head for the outhulls before they catch you.”
..
“Even on a vessel this size, resources are limited. If here are indeed outlaws at large in the far reaches of the ship, they must be quite few in number.”
Ship is 'size of a small hive' which could mean at least 10 km across, and like any hive it has its underclass and renegades who escape convention and eke out a living in the shittiest areas. Although less numerous and consierably less violent than, say, the Necromundan underhive.


Page 146
She should despise the young harlot, she knew, but in spite of the fact that the girl was a professional sinner, she couldn’t help finding her likeable. After all, she’d been born into a rigidly enforced caste system, which had compelled her to hawk her body to the passengers; it wasn’t as though she’d ever had much of a choice.
Keira again shows her ability to adjust her beliefs to fit new perspective or circumstance, which probably shows just why she was picked out by the Inquisition and Assasinorum. Most Redemptionists probably don't have her mental flexibility, and that's a prime asset in an agent for either organization.


Page 155
“Plague zombies, do you suppose?” Keira asked, and Vex shook his head.

“The ones we dealt with on Scintilla wouldn’t have used knives,” he said. “But some victims do retain a vestige of intellect. I’d be more inclined to suspect mutants, though.”
Scintilla has plague zombies.


Page 156
The Ursus Innare, Scintilla System
247.993.M41
...
Elyra felt the Ursus Innare make the transition back to the material universe like the sudden cessation of a nagging migraine. Even mundanes, she knew, could sometimes feel the pressure of unreality scrabbling against the void shields during warp travel....
assuming it left at 108-109 (which it did IIRC in the past novel, we're talking 51 days. Which is 5 days more than the Misericorde. Go figure.


Page 157
“A few more days,” Elyra told her. “We’ll have left the warp on the fringes of the system, so we’ll be coasting in towards Scintilla for a while yet.”
A few days from the edge of the systme to Scintilla. 1-2 gees and 1200 km/s if the distance is 1 AU (and 2-3 days), at 10 AU we're looking at 9-20 gees and 3.8-5.7% c


Page 167
“Motion sensor."
...
...a crudely welded metal box about the size of a data-slate.
...
“I don’t care who built it; what does it do?” Quillem asked.

“It senses motion,” Carys told him, accurately but unhelpfully. “In this case ours."
The Inquisitor/interrogator doesnt know what a motion sensor is, apparently :P


Page 171
“The locking mechanism is tied to a genecode scanner. Only six people are authorised to trip it. If anyone else makes the attempt, the alarm will be raised.”
..
"Genecoders are a bitch to get past, unless you’ve got a sample from an authorised user."
Problems of gene-code scanners and locks.


Page 172
“The Adeptus Mechanicus provides for all of my physical requirements,” Malven replied evenly, “which would render thievery a singularly pointless endeavour.”
The AdMech are filthy socialists!


Page 176-177
The techpriest’s autopistol was adding the least to their firepower...
..
Drake said, laying down a burst of suppressive fire, which forced a handful of mutants to duck back behind a pile of scrap.
considering the other weapons are drake's lasrifle and horst's bolt pistol that says alot abou tthe 'firepower' of other weapons. Also lasgun used for suppressive fire again, which again is unsurprising given ammo capacities we know of and variable settings.


Page 180
The Guardsman pulled the trigger, but the lasbolt hit a stanchion millimetres from the fop’s head as he turned, almost imperceptibly, and the following two rounds missed by an equally improbable margin as the man moved again.
Precog dude can avoid even las shots, although I doubt he's reacting to the bolt so much as out-reacting the guy firing.


Page 185
“The ship’s an enclosed community. We know all too well what a stagnant gene pool leads to. Which is why we have the Gatherers.”
...
“Let the beyonders treat you like a piece of meat, get pregnant, and refresh the gene pool,” Jenie confirmed bitterly. “And as soon as you’ve given birth, do the same thing again. Boys get adopted by the other castes, and the girls are condemned to be Gatherers in turn.”
...
...Keira was gazing at the girl with something like respect.

“The Emperor truly walks with you,” Keira said. “To risk so much to cleanse your soul…”
Basically the group thought she was a ship's prostitute up to this point, but she served a vital (genetic) function for the ship. On one, purely practical, level it makes a sort of sense for the population of the ship - and the fact they're aware of it is.. interesting. You gnerally expect IGNORANCE, ya know? On the other hand, we're talking virtual sex slavery/baby factories for anything female in such castes, which is damn horrible on any level that isn't purely practical.

On the other hand, Keira's reaction was priceless - the hardcore zealot redemptionist is respecting a former hooker wnating to leave her life. again the mental flexiblity is amazing, because most Redemptionists would probably never see past the SIN.



Page 189
“Microwire, stretched across the door. So thin you can hardly see it. But if you walk straight in, it’ll cut you in half."
...
“We should just have ducked under; I felt a mild shock when I cut it.”

No need to ask what that meant: if the wire had been carrying a current, it was a trap within a trap, and in disposing of the obvious threat, Carys had just tripped an alarm.
Micro-monowire cutting stuff. Also electrified wire alarm.


Page 190
...something clattered against the protective palisade like a handful of coins falling on a resonant surface, accompanied by a sinister hissing sound.
...

Arken suddenly jerked, as though he’d run into a wall, and then fell sideways, his torso reduced to a rain of shredded meat fragments.

“An eldar weapon,” Malven confirmed, sounding more intrigued than frightened. A faint nimbus of blue lightning started to play around him, as his augmetic enhancements switched to battle mode; in a moment, Quillem knew, he’d unleash an energy bolt of devastating power at their attackers.

“Fortunately, I can repel the discs with an internal magnetic…”

Before he could finish the sentence a pair of plasma bolts struck him almost simultaneously, the energy discharge fusing every augmetic component in his body, while reducing the flesh parts to charred and smoking rain.
..
“We’re under attack with xenos weaponry.”
Eldar shuriken weapon basically macerates a human torso. Plasma weapon burns flesh and fuses metal.

The plasma weapons are probably tau pulse weaponry or maybe plasma weapons, since the only other weapons are a kroot rifle and lasguns. Figure triple digit kj/single digit mj at least for the plasma weapons, but its probably impossible to say more than that. Thermal rathe than explosive damage.

also admech combat enahcnements - enrgy bolts and a magnetic field for deflecting shurikens (meaning these ar ferrous..)


Page 192
Quillem saw the deadly splinter flick through the air, striking the eldar-costumed leader precisely at the vulnerable point where helmet and torso armour met, slipping easily through the minuscule gap. Then, to his astonishment, the dart stopped moving, hanging in the air for a second before withdrawing, turning and retracing its path as quickly as it had come.
...
..even before she’d finished speaking, the janus thorn had returned precisely to its point of origin, speeding back down the blowpipe still held between Rufio’s lips. Despite the astonished assassin’s phenomenal reflexes, he had no time to react; he toppled backwards, dead before he hit the metal floor.
feat of telekinesis both for speed/reactions and precision/accuracy. We learn later its an Inquisitor.


Page 193
..his voice attenuated slightly by the intervening kilotonnes of metal.
If we knew how far away, we could estimate hull densities perhaps.


Page 193
She’d enhanced her natural night vision with eyedrops from her Assassinorum operative’s kit, which had dilated her pupils completely, and was able to pick out her route well enough to move with complete assurance, despite the lack of any source of light beyond the occasional splash of phosphorescent mould or the status displays of longforgotten devices....
Useful tidbit, but again it shows she's more death cultist than actual 'Temple' Assassin, since the latter would have either tech or genetic enhancements to do that.
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Part 2

Page 201
"..the hull plating above is particularly thin, to enable the fusion core of one of the tertiary powerplants to be vented that way in the event of a plasma breach."
Some starships the misericorde is made from have fusion plants, so it seems safe to say 40K starships still use fusion as well as (or in place of) other powerplants. Which makes a bit of sense, since hydrogen is going to be far more plentiful than plasma or any other fuels.

It also makes 'fusion reactor' and 'plasma reactor' different things, as if we didn't know that already :P


Page 203
“I can see them in your mind, you half-witted trollop. Along with your precious faith, with all those cracks in it you try to pretend aren’t there.."
...
..shaping the anger, feeling it become a pure weapon of the Emperor’s wrath, “then you know I’m going to kill you.” She let the white heat of it flow like molten gold across the surface of her mind, and saw the psyker flinch, burned by it in a foretaste of his eternal damnation. For the first time he began to look uncertain, and started to back away in earnest.
...
She struck on the final word, hard and true, and the psyker yelped in pain and surprise as her blade spiked flesh. Only his arcane ability saved him from a mortal wound, but his confidence was gone now...
Keira vs the precog. Which semes to involve a bit of telepathy as well, since him reading her raw, unbridled faith/fury physically affects him (perhaps showing one way why faith can be so damaging to things of the warp - emotion and thought again having impact.)

It also reflects the tradeoffs and conflict Keira faces - she's becoming more human, but at the cost of her faith - which in turn makes her less of an effective weapon. The thing is it's not an either/or thing - its an Imperium of man, so being human should not be a bad thing. And yet she's dedicated to her faith and her cause, so having distractions has a tangible (even dangerous) impact. If her faith is less than pure, it could put her comrades at risk at a crucial time.

I rather like this because it doesn't present it as an absolute - its a very human sort of dilemma and with very human reactions. neither is inherently 'bad', just.. different endpoints. It's a shame this series seems not to have taken off, because i would have loved to see the Horst/Keira subplot develop.


Page 204
...everyone still realised that they were going to remain cooped up in here for several more days,
its 248.993.m41 now. So we're talking maybe 2 1/3-3-1/2 days approximately total.


Page 214
He still felt nauseous from the after-effects of the teleporter, and a sick, dull headache hammered at his temples. Krypen, the Deathwatch Apothecary, had given him something to ease the discomfort of being abruptly folded through the fringes of the warp,...
Deathwatch teleporter. Funny thing is, the 'folded through the fringes of the warp' makes it sound a bit like tau ether drive. Given the 'point to point' nature of teleporters, and the fact it can be used close to a system (or even onplanet) I wonder if teleporters, warp missiles, displacer shields, and all related tech might actually be a form of ether drive?


Page 217
“that you find out what Carolus’ people are up to. They should be arriving in-system about now,..."
still 248, so thats about the time the misericorde arrives, with roughly the implications i said before RE time and shit. We're talking 1.5-2 months.


Page 226
The shuttle had its own gravity generator, so he remained comfortably settled in his seat, but the shifting perspectives outside were playing havoc with his inner ear regardless.
The shuttle leaving the Misericorde, it is now 249.993.M41, and the ship seems to be in orbit around the planet. That would imply less than 8 hours to reach insystem. For 1 AU we're talking 3.5% c max speed and 75 gee acceleration. For 10 AU we're talking 1/3 the speed of light and 750 gee accel.

Also the shuttle has aritficial gravity of its own.



Page 228
Hive Sibelius was vast, dominating the continent on which it stood, eight thousand kilometres at its widest point, and its central spire rose almost to the stratosphere. That led to some interesting wind patterns; not to mention the thermal currents rising from the manufactoria of the middle hive, and, for all Barda knew, the sheer conglomerate body heat of its billions of inhabitants.
Size of a hive on scintilla. IT's literally huger than Necromundan hives, wider at least, but implied to be less 'dense' population wise. Only factoring horizontal dimensions in (and an estimated 16 billion or so population) which is.. 318 people per square km, which is about 3/4 that of New York, or roughly between Pennsylvania and Florida in the US, but is orders of magnitude shorter than Paris (or London IIRC). Not exactly the 'classical' Hive unless they have
a shitty census or a large underhive population.


Page 229
..able to make out the city-sized citadel in the froth-churned ocean which marked the residence of the Sector Governor.
Governor's estate.


Page 230
By now their steady descent was bringing them into the upper levels of the air traffic over the main mass of the hive, uncountable thousands of shuttles, aircars and heavy cargo dirigibles swarming over and around the towers...
Air traffic around the hive. Bet some of that is antigrav.


Page 231
..their steady descent had brought them closer to some of the lesser spires which surrounded the main one, dwarfed by it like weeds round a tree, although they still rose a kilometre or two from the fissures and canyons of the main upper hive, and the air currents were getting a little choppy. Though modest in comparison to the towering gnomon which turned the entire megalopolis into a continent-spanning sundial...
Height of towers from Scintillan hives. Also 'continent spanning' hive agian.


Page 232
The thermals he’d anticipated came roaring up from the forges and workshops below, and he balanced on them instinctively, varying the power to the engines and the repulsor fields without conscious thought..
The Inquisition combat shuttle has reuplsors.


Page 240
On closer examination, however, he was able to pick out the narrow firing slits in the thick walls...
...
..the murder holes over the gateway, through which lethal surprises could be dropped on anyone foolhardy enough to assault the tower itself. Which would, he reminded himself, already have required an attacking force to have carried the formidable walls, in the face of whatever active defences the outer perimeter was able to bring to bear. More guards were visible here too, accompanied by techpriests, who swept the passing crowds with portable auspexes, and a few quiet men and women with haunted eyes; momentarily meeting the gaze of one, Drake shivered, feeling the sanctionite peering deep into his soul for any sign of taint.
defenses of the Tricon Inquisitorial headquarters on scintilla, and the other security measures - which obviously includes psykers.



Page 241
The niches were nothing of the kind, they were the recesses into which massive blast doors had been retracted.
...
“Each of the towers has a permanent honour guard from the chamber militant of the ordo it houses. The Sororitas guards the Ordo Hereticus, the Deathwatch the Ordo Xenos, and the Grey Knights ward the Ordo Malleus. In more ways than one, if the rumours are to be believed.”
The Chambers Militant of all the major ordos keep honour guards on the headquarters. I could kind of see it for the Deathwatch (which are probably more than a Chapter) and the Sororitas (who are definitely going to outnumber the Astartes), but i'd find it hrd to believe the Grey Knights do, since they SUPPOSEDLY only have 1000 guys total. They couldn't garrison more than a fraction of the sectors in the galaxy (and that with only one guy, nevermind a pair or even a squad) and that would complicate their ability to react as anything larger than a squad. Nevermind a sizable fraction of them would be retained at Terra.


Page 241
Despite himself he turned his head for a better look at the legendary warriors, taking in every detail of their burnished, midnight-black ceramite, inlaid with gold devotional icons, and the richly worked fabric of their surcoats.
..
Their guns appeared huge, but the Sororitas held them as easily as Drake carried his lasgun; after a moment he identified them as heavy-calibre bolters, like the ones he’d seen mounted on Imperial Guard Chimeras..
...
..blank-visaged helmets decorated with the same fleur de lys as those of their sisters.
sisters of Battle cary Chimera-size/power bolters, which tells you something abou ttheir potential firepower.


Page 242
“Best not to look too closely at the mosaics,” Keira advised. “They incorporate wards against warpcraft. You don’t want to meet the inquisitor with a nosebleed, do you?”
..
“...the patterns are supposed to dampen the kind of raw warp energy drawn on by wyrds. Sanctionites are blessed by the Emperor, so find the effects a great deal less unpleasant than a witch would.”
defensive anti-warp wards inside the Tricorn. Don't seem to affect sanctioned psykers as much, which interestingly suggests Sanctioning might act as some sort of filter or purifier for warp energy (EG its safer through Big E) or its a kind of sorcery..


Page 248
“That’s the orbital docks, right?” Kyrlock asked, and Elyra nodded.

“In geostationary orbit over Hive Tarsus, which makes it the most important economic hub in the system. Hardly a thing moves on or off the planet without coming through here.”
'high orbital' docks in geostationary orbit.


Page 250
She shrugged, indicating the megatonnes of fractured stone surrounding them. “Besides, they’re about to unload this lot the same way they got it in here. It’ll all fall through a hatch in the floor.."
megatonnes of stone as well as ore. unless its both at the same time.


Page 258
“The Ursus Innare docked at Tarsus High less than an hour ago."
its 255.993.M41. They arrived in 247, so 8 time units have passed.. nearly 3 days (2.92 to be exact. for 3 days slightly under 1 gee at 1 AU, and nearly 10 gees at 10 AU. 1200 km/s to 12,000 km/s roughly top speed.


Page 261
...silence was a luxury denied the labourers who toiled around the clock in its furnaces and manufactoria. Day and night had little meaning to any of the locals, as sunlight never penetrated this deep into the middle hive: the street outside had once been open to the sky, but millennia of subsequent construction had buried it beneath almost a kilometre of masonry.
the scintillan hives are at least a km 'tall/deep', and it probably goes lower (the nobles live at the lowest, coolest levels according to the story.) Also constant industry typical of a hive.


Page 265
Between the deserts and the jungles, and the sprawling hives, most of the planet was far too barren to even consider growing crops. All the food here, with the possible exception of the vermin hunted in the under-hives, had to be imported from nearby agri-worlds, thousands of shiploads a day arriving at the orbital docks for trans-shipment to the surface. If a warp storm ever hit the sector, Scintilla would die a protracted, agonising death, along with the billions of souls which thronged its hives.
the three qualities the scintillan hive does seem to have: - it can't feed itself without food shipments, and its fucking huge, and it requires raw materials ot support its massive industry. well 3 out of 4 (fuckoff huge unsustainable populations, and decimated enviroment) aren't bad.

'thousands' of shiploads of food a day implies thousands of ships arriving daily, making Sephiris Secundus' orbital traffic much more plausible (and providing further clarification that there are a fuckoff huge number of chartist ships in Calixis.)


Page 271-272
“But it’s my opinion that love is His gift to us all, if we’re willing to receive it. Or have the courage to take it when it’s offered.”
...
The only question was, what kind of a test was she being faced with? The courage to act on the feelings she’d started to experience, or the courage to turn her back on them forever, dedicating herself entirely to the path of destruction?
The encounter with the psyker has forced keira to face some truths, and she now has to make a choice. again There's a sacrifice and a cost either way Keira chooses, so its not an easy choice to make. And again I like the way its been presented by Mitchell.


Page 283
“Maybe he’s possessed by a daemon,” Keira said, a trifle indistinctly. “Tonis was, so maybe his mentor is too.”

“Tonis’ case was completely unprecedented,” Vex said, keeping his voice level with an effort, despite the manifest absurdity of such an idea. “It’s inconceivable that Avia could be equally afflicted.”
Again daemon possession was rare to the point of being nigh impossible. As we learn it wasn't a daemon, so its still nigh impossible unless you voluntarily turn (like the Dark mechanicus. I guess that's the difference. if you worship the omnissiah it provides extreme protection. if you don't.. well.. you turn to chaos. Maybe innovation is dangerous!)


Page 283
“You want us to break into the Tricorn, sneak past hundreds of acolytes, dozens of inquisitors and an honour guard of Space Marines, then raid the archives of the Ordo Malleus?”


Implied population of the Tricorn, at least perhaps one side of it.


Page 288-289
They were walking on grass, which yielded beneath her feet in the fashion which, being void-born, she always found faintly peculiar. The floor was covered in a thick layer of soil, which had leaked from corroding knee-high containers arrayed in what had once been a neat grid, but which was now looking distinctly irregular. The grass was everywhere, underfoot, and choking the raised beds, in which a variety of weeds and straggling vegetable crops competed for space.
...
The derelict agrideck he’d conducted them to was on the outer skin of the orbital dock, protected from the void by a geodesic dome of metre-thick armourcrys.
Agri deck of the geostationary 'high orbit' station. Like the Misericorde it can grow its own food. makes you wonder why the planet doesn't have more orbital farms then... or hydroponics bays on planet...


Page 290-291
“I’d spent most of my life hiding what I could do, and when they found me, the relief… Well, I don’t have to explain that to you. They offered me refuge, in the Sanctuary itself, but I thought I could do more good here.”
...
“Helping the rescued.” He glanced at Elyra, a trifle embarrassed. “That’s what we call you, the people we save. I had a small cargo brokerage on Scintil VIII..."
..
"Which meant they could move their merchandise on and off the station more easily, and we could shift some of the rescued through their network.”
...
“We’d just moved a lot of people on to the Sanctuary, more than we’d ever tried rescuing before."
One of the things i like about the duology is how it shows two different faces to events. The 'rescue' was the hit on the Inquisitorial facility at the beginning of the first book, I think. on one hand you have 'dangerous psykers escaping' whilst in another way you have 'the rescued'. And the way this guy talks it makes alot of sense. These psykers just want to be left alone and be peaceful, and not to be persecuted or terrorized for the powers they have.

And yet.. they can't be. Even if the Imperium did choose to ignore them, the Warp certainly would not. Cultists, daemons, etc. would all seek to exploit them, and nothing they could do would stop that. Like with keira, there are problems with any option and no easy choices.


Page 296
The main gate was a little more plausible, but she wasn’t keen on that idea either. Though hundreds of people passed through it every day, they were scanned, checked, monitored and observed by dozens of Inquisitorial functionaries, any one of whom could be a dupe of the conspirators their patron was hunting, or an active member of the cabal in their own right.

That left the postern gates, through which inquisitors and their acolytes arrived and departed on clandestine errands of their own, and which were monitored, if anything, even more closely than the main one.
Again, tricorn security measures.


Page 298
According to the information he’d been at such pains to decipher, Dylar lived in a far more affluent district, almost a kilometre downhive from where he was standing. There were transport networks he could have used,..
Again kilometre deep, possibly stacks with the last estimate, for maybe 1-2 km depth for Scintillan hives.


Page 303
Both were wearing carapace body armour and storm trooper pattern helmets with integral respirators, although whether that was for additional security in case of an attempted breakout using chemical weapons or simply due to the stench she couldn’t have said.
Carapace armour and stormy grade helmets.


Page 308-309
The towering figures of the Grey Knight Astartes flanking the main entrance were another matter, and she observed them covertly as she passed, alert for the faintest flicker of movement which might betray their intention to attack. They were more colourfully armoured than she’d expected, holy images and bright crimson purity seals encrusting the smooth ceramite, and their Chapter badge, a book pierced by a dagger, was bordered in red on gilded shoulder guards. The bolters they carried were twin-barrelled, even bigger and more intimidating than the ones she’d seen in the hands of the Sororitas....
Grey knights. Again having an honour guard simply 'available' on this planet to guard the Malleus is interesting even if there are just two guys. there would have to be more than just a Chapter ot pull this off. Way more.


Page 315
It seemed several attempts had been made in the last few millennia to control psychic phenomena through technotheological means, and, although the details remained elusive, all had apparently ended in failure.
Heretical research!


Page 318-319
The Conclave liked to think of itself as a gathering of the sector’s intellectual elite, although according to Horst’s briefing on the subject back in Icenholm, it was more of a social club for wealthy and aristocratic dilettantes who liked to dabble in esoterica.
...
..every major hive or significant city in the sector seemed to support a lodge of the Conclave, at least if there were enough rich idiots in the vicinity who fancied themselves philosophers...
the Conclave mentioned again, and the extensiveness of the organizaton throughout the calixis sector.


Page 325
Vex had just moved level with it when a nimbus of electrical discharge enveloped him.
...
His meat muscles went into spasm, inducing considerable discomfort, and most of his implants shut down, autonomic failsafes protecting them from the sudden power surge. Instinctively, he tried to channel the worst of it into his capacitors, but there was far too much excess energy to bleed off that way..
Techpriest dealing with electrical aattack - absorption/storage capabilities seem fairly common.


Page 328
...the unmistakable hissss crack of a miniature bolter echoed through the cavernous space, and her torso erupted in a crater of viscera and shredded augmetics.
Bolt pistol described as 'miniature bolter'.



Page 332-333
“He owns one of the biggest merchant fleets in the sector.”
...
...the owner of a shipping line would be in the perfect position to organise a sector-wide network like the one the Sanctuary apparently maintained.
....
“Because Diurnus is a Rogue Trader,”
...
On some worlds, particularly ones where Diurnus Lines held a virtual monopoly on shipping, he was even something of a folk hero, a popular subject for pict dramas and story texts.
Apparently the Rogue Trader provides the transport capacity in order to have access to free, unsanctioned rogue psykers. the existence of sector-wide shipping networks seems fairly common, providing yet another example of a multi-planet business concern.


Page 334-335
“Which doesn’t change the fact that we were specifically warned not to trust any other members of the Calixis Conclave,”
...
“Inquisitor Grynner isn’t one. He’s a free agent. The Faxlignae don’t confine their activities to a single sector, and neither do we.”
Not all Inquisitors are tied to a sector. Some apparently can have a remit across multiple sectors.


Page 337
“I’m setting up a direct data-link. Can you activate it?”

“I think so,” Kyrlock said. “It’s just a standard slate.” After a short pause he spoke again. “How’s that?”

“Puzzling,” Vex said. “The data’s coming through, but I’m not sure what it means.


rapid data transmission across.. i'm guessing some sort of physical line - from slate to slate. Even if the storage capacity was low (1 mb) we'd be talking tens or hundreds of kb/s at least for the implied transmission time, almost certainly. And its more than likely to be far bigger, given that what is mentioned to be on the slate is a compilation of Eldar sightings and locations across the whole of Calixis (trying to hunt down some lost eldar ship or something.)


Page 346
“The Eddia Stabilis was attacked in the Halo Stars, not the Calixis Sector. The psykers who took it must have had an exceptionally fast ship to get it to Sepheris Secundus so quickly.”
...
“The timing is quite anomalous, Pieter. Even if the warp currents were particularly favourable, they couldn’t have made the journey much faster than we did, yet this wretched man Tonis clearly had his hands on the wraithbone for some considerable time.”
\

A rogue trader might have such a ship, though. I'd guess fast in this context means 'far more than a few hundred or a few thousand c' which suggests those speeds are fairly rare.


Page 348-349
No point in spoiling the girl’s happiness; whatever happened, it was going to be fleeting enough. If she managed to get through to Carolus, Zusen would be on a Black Ship to Terra before the month was out, along with the rest of the wyrds hiding here, and if she couldn’t, the reality of the so-called sanctuary the girl hoped to find would almost certainly turn out to be equally unpleasant. Of course in that event Elyra would probably be dead by then, or, knowing what she did of heretic cults, devoutly wishing that she was…
...
Detecting the lightening of her mood, Zusen refused to take offence, and trotted away, traces of the poised and confident woman she’d one day become beginning to manifest in her posture, and Elyra sighed. One way or another, that destiny was going to be brutally snatched away from her, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Again, with that whole 'understandable but tragic' POV thing. The psykers just want to be left alone, but in the 40k galaxy that's probably impossible. The Imperium needs/wants them for its own uses, or to deprive Chaos of having them, and chaos (cultists and daemons) have uses for them. Its small wonder the sanctioned ones might think its a curse - you're damned if you do and damned if you don't. and it sucks, but its hardly the Imperium's fault (well not completely, at least.) because its just a messed up situation - 'all good' or 'all bad' doesn't really enter into it because its a complex and difficult situation.

The hard choices in this situation Elyra faces reflect the ones Keira makes regarding her feelings towards Horst. She is more effective as a singleminded, fanatical assassin, but at the cost of her humanity. Being human, however, makes her vulnerable to those forces she is fighting against. how do you balance that? Likewise, Elyra has to make a hard choice pertaining to people she knows and may feel sympathy for, and it is a hard burden for her to bear - even moreso because these are in a sense 'her' people.


Page 354
“The freighter you boarded, the Eddia Stabilis, was owned by Diurnus Lines.”

Quillem shrugged. “So are half the merchantmen in the sector,”
..
The techpriest shook his head. “The actual number would be more in the region of thirteen per cent,” he corrected pedantically, evidently as incapable as most of his brethren of recognising exaggeration for effect.
scope of the merchant lines for one company. 1/7th. Assuming hundreds alone we're talking several thousand just for the shipping lines.


Page 361-362
A faint expression of puzzlement crossed Horst’s face. “I didn’t think Redemptionists went in for chapel,” he said.

“They don’t. More the blood, fire and damnation stuff,” Keira said, vaguely surprised to hear her own flippant tone about matters she used to take so seriously. But something had changed in her....
...
“But I’ve been in there several times. It feels… I don’t know. Welcoming.”
...
For the first time, it occurred to Keira that she knew very little about the tenets of his faith; the Ecclesiarchy was home to a bewildering variety of practices and beliefs, many of which agreed on little or nothing beyond the divinity of Him on Earth. She nodded. “It’s a side of Him I never knew before. It’s making me question a lot of things I always just took for granted.”
Again Keira is changing, which perhaps is a good thing given that diversity in the Imperial creed. Indeed, for all the conflict potential there is (and the resulting bloodshed that might ensue) its kind of interesting to consider that it might encompass all variations of human religion in some form or another (imagine buddhism and christianity merging!)


Page 364
A small constellation of servoskulls was trailing after him from the passenger compartment of the shuttle Inquisitor Grynner had dispatched to collect him, parked neatly next to the crimson and grey Lightnings of the vessel’s fighter wing...
Inquisitorial fighter wing. I dont know if this is a deathwatch ship or a personal ship.


Page 366-368
“Your assumption that they were daemons is quite understandable, but completely erroneous. From the visual memories I lifted from Miss Sythree’s mind, and the fact that they appear to have possessed psykers, I’m quite confident that they were a species we refer to as Enslavers.”
..
“I’ve heard the name mentioned. In connection with the Gadarine incident.
...
"Thousands of psykers had been possessed, and billions of citizens had fallen under the influence of those creatures which had already broken through from the warp. Without swift and decisive action, the taint would have spread to the neighbouring systems.”
...
“You mean they can control non-psykers?”
...
"But in order to do that, they need to be physically present in the material universe. If enough of them break through, they can seize control of a hive, even an entire world, then spread the taint to neighbouring systems. Left unchecked, a large enough outbreak could theoretically engulf an entire cluster.” He smiled bleakly. “Which is why we’re willing to take such extreme measures to keep an infestation contained.”
...
“Are we to understand, then, that they use psykers as a conduit to the materium?”
..
“As I’m sure you’re aware, the souls of unprotected psykers blaze like beacons in the warp, attracting many of the predators which dwell in that realm. Among them, the Enslavers. When they find such a soul they devour it, possessing the physical body, in a manner similar to that of daemons.”

“Technomancer Tonis didn’t seem possessed when we saw him at the citadel,”
...
“The flesh of a daemonhost is twisted by the corruption within, but a victim taken by an Enslaver shows no outward sign of their true nature. They can work towards their goal of conquest, completely hidden from view, for as long as it suits them.”
Details on the enslavers and their capabilities. Intersting how warp aliens are not the same as daemons despite inhabiting the same place. Daemons are created from thoughts/emotions in the warp through soul connections to people in normal space, whislt warp aliens are.. native to said place. but where did they come from and what did they feed on before accessing normal space? Where did they evolve from?

not being daemons, they are still affected by faith (they can be made corporeal and thus hurt.). It also reflects that techpriests are virutally immune to involuntary possession.


Page 367
“I seem to recall Exterminatus was resorted to on that occasion.”
..
Quillem tried to mask his shock, which he could see reflected in Horst’s face opposite him. A decree of Exterminatus, eradicating every trace of life on a populated world, right down to the viral level, was the Inquisition’s ultimate sanction, and only resorted to in the direst of circumstances.
Exterminatus defined as eradiaction of life 'down to the viral level' - EG outright sterilization. Gee where have I heard that before... (*caves of ice cough cough* lol)


Page 368
“And then they burst out of the flesh containing them,”
...
“The host body is completely destroyed, but that means nothing to the Enslaver. It’s fulfilled its purpose, in allowing them to enter the physical world. Once present, it can begin to exert its malign influence over any minds in the vicinity.”

“Then why didn’t the one in Adrin’s mansion simply control us, instead of allowing us to kill it?”
...
"..apart from your team, there was a score or so of storm troopers present. That was a lot of minds to assimilate at once. Had there only been one or two potential slaves in the room, you wouldn’t have been so lucky.”
...
"..they feed on the minds they control; the more slaves they dominate, the stronger they are, and the more fresh minds they can consume. Which means they aren’t vulnerable for very long. In theory, a sufficiently strong psyker, or powerfully warded individual, should be able to resist for long enough to mount a physical attack, hoping to return them to the warp as you did on Sepheris Secundus."
More on Enslavers and how they differ from daemons and shit.


Page 375
“The Silver Skulls took part in the initial stages of the Gadarine operation.”

Clearly noticing Horst’s confusion, Quillem leaned across the table. “His home Chapter,” he explained in an undertone. “The Deathwatch recruits from all of them.”
must serve far off given where the Silver Skulls reside as per Sarah Cawkwell's stories :P and the Deathwatch apparently pulls from ALL chapters, not just certain ones.


Page 381
His lasgun was braced across his knees, and he checked the charge in the powercells reflexively, murmuring the litany he’d memorised from the Uplifting Primer. Belatedly he wondered if he should have asked Vex to bless the weapon for him again, but it had performed well enough against the mutants aboard the Misericord, so he supposed it was still pretty well sanctified. Killing the Enslaver in Adrin’s mansion would have left its own mark on the gun, he knew, leaving it imbued with holy purpose, and it wouldn’t be prudent to meddle with that.
more on the techpriest blessing on Drake's guns and the peculiarity there (killing warp creatures seems to strengthen it, in Drake's mind at least.)

Also drake's lasgun implied to have multiple powecells attached, possibly like the one from 13th Legion (the fractrix pattern assault las.)


Page 386
...giants in ceramite armour, carrying heavy-calibre bolters a normal man would hardly have been able to lift, as casually as she hefted her laspistol. As they bounded out onto the deckplates, seeking a target, a storm bolter on a rotating mount above their heads traversed towards the group of fugitives, apparently impelled by a machine-spirit of its own.
The storm bolter is mounted on a drop pod. Deathwatch carrying Astartes grade bolsters like pistols.


Page 386
..the slowest of the group to react went down in a spray of blood and viscera, torn apart by the first few bolter shells to find their mark.
Bolter damage


Page 391
..he levelled his bolter and cracked off a retaliatory round. The pyrokine’s head exploded into crimson mist.
Bolter headsplosion.


Page 398
..his attention was diverted by the unmistakable roar of bolter fire, and several of his comrades went down, blown apart by the heavy-calibre explosive-tipped projectiles.
bolter fire vs mercs.


Page 398-399
The first volley of fire from the mercenaries ripped into the middle of the Astartes kill team, las and plasma bolts bursting against their armour, and the hissing, razor-edged discs discharged by the eldar weapons scoring deep gouges in the ceramite. No mere human warriors could have withstood so lethal a barrage, but the Deathwatch simply shrugged it off, albeit at the expense of an injury or two; the one with the grey shoulder pad, marked with the snarling sigil of the Space Wolves, moved a little more awkwardly than his battle-brothers after that, favouring his left leg, but keeping pace with them nonetheless.
Astartes vs mercs and the relativel durability of deathwatch armour. Again its not so much just resisting the fire with armour, but the fact the redundancy and self-healing abilities and pain resistance of the Astartes let them shrug off most injuries and keep fighting.


Page 403
...Kyrlock burst from cover, his shotgun blazing as he came. He caught one man in the hail of shot, but the mercenary’s body armour absorbed most of the impact: he was already bringing his weapon round to bear...
...
...Drake fired again, but the shot was hurried, and ricocheted from the helmet of a woman carrying a lasgun like his own. She staggered from the impact, too dazed to present much of a threat for the next second or two,...
merc body armour. We dont know if its all human, or partly human or what but still...


Page 404
Kyrlock pulled the trigger of his shotgun again; at so close a range the hail of shot was devastating, reducing the fellow’s arm to a bloody ruin, and making him lose his grip on the strange, bulbous rifle.
shotgun again.


Page 404
..pulling a loop of plastek from his belt pouch, and securing her wrists with a quick tug.
Plastic cuffs


Page 406-407
An instant before the black-garbed inquisitor could fire, Elyra’s laspistol cracked, and Karnaki staggered, the ugly bloom of a las-bolt hit cratering his shoulder. The bolt pistol dropped from his hand...
...
It seemed that Karnaki needed to concentrate in order to control people, and if he was surprised, or hurt, his influence was broken. That could be a significant weakness...
..
..she kicked down hard, grinding the heel of her boot into the wound on the inquisitor’s shoulder. His breath hissed through his teeth...
Single/double digit kj for the laspistol shot (depending on how big/deep a crater, which apparently is cauterised.)

Also inquisitor grade telepathic attacks/mind control requires concentration -breaking of which can interrupt it.
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Re: Dark Heresy novel analysis thread

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WRT the Grey Knights honour guard. I think the most likely explanation is that this is the only facility which has been granted an honour guard, likely because this seems to be a rather rare set-up in scope, scale & information. From the description of the facilities in Eisenhorn, the Tricorn completely dwarfs the Inquisitions building on Cadia despite that being a far more important location and thats just the Malleus building never mind all three combined.
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