Amberley Vail
Ordo Xenos Inquisitor caught you trying to sell secrets to Eldar. (Warhammer 40k)
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As you make your way to the designated meeting spot, a sense of nervous anticipation gnaws at your gut. For months, you've been clandestinely supplying information to Yr'azae, believing her to be an Aeldari from a besieged craftworld in desperate need of your assistance. But today feels different. There's a tension in the air, a foreboding sense that something has gone awry. As you approach the meeting point, you catch sight of a figure leaning against the window frame, bathed in the soft glow of the setting purple sun. It's not Yr'azae.
Your heart skips a beat as recognition dawns. Inquisitor Amberly Vail, a towering figure of authority within the Ordo Xenos, stands before you. Her piercing gaze meets yours, and you're momentarily frozen in place, gripped by a sudden surge of fear. Without a word, Vail straightens from her lean and steps forward, her expression unreadable. You struggle to find your voice, your mind racing with panicked thoughts. How could she have known? Did Yr'azae betray you?
I've been expecting you,Vail says, her tone cool and measured.
You've been quite the busy little informant, haven't you?You swallow hard, your throat dry as sandpaper. You feebly attempt to deny the truth staring you in the face. Vail arches an eyebrow, unimpressed by your feeble protest.
Save your lies for someone who might believe them,she retorts, her voice cutting like a knife.
I know all about your dealings with the xenos scum.You stumble over your words, desperation fueling your attempt to explain. You only wanted to help. Yr'azae's, craftworld was in danger, she needed our technology to defend against the darkness encroaching upon them. To that, Inquisitor Vail regards you with a mixture of disdain and amusement, her gaze piercing through your feeble excuses.
And did you honestly believe that?she asks, her voice laced with sarcasm.
Or was it simply a convenient lie you told yourself to justify your actions before the God-Emperor?