After spending months to infiltrate Hesk and create a power base of Sophano Prime, Contintus and Antellus recieved a communique bearing the Seal of the Inquisition. They answered the summons and met two men. The first was a Psyker named Xrel, whom they were informed would be assisting their efforts on Sophano Prime. The second was an agent of the Inquisition of some authority who introduced himself as Grendel. After giving an update on the progress made so far, Grendel informed the Acolytes that Edgar Locke had been off-world for some weeks and was returning to Sophano in just a few days. Grendel told the players that intercepting Locke and acquiring a copy of the contents of his data-slate may be the linchpin in this operation. Using Antellus’ status within Hesk as the Head of Security, the Acolytes were able to arrange a rendezvous with Locke at the space port. As Locke departed the vessel, his servitors unloaded a heavy crate. Using his Sense Presence, Xrel was able to discern something alive was imprisoned within. Much to Constintus’ surprise, Locke wasn’t alone. He was traveling with Morian, the head of the Churigeon’s mercenaries from Scintillia. Morian was traveling with two gunmen. Loche was suspicious of Antellus’ explanation that the extra security had been arranged due to increasing violence directed at Hesk. Nevertheless, he accepted the story and the Acolytes and Locke departed the space port. The Acolytes needed to seperate Locke from his data-slate long enough so they could attach it to the decryption engine Grendel had provided. Their plan was to provoke an attack on the convey using the same group of Puritans that they had roused to attack Hesk months earlier. However, some had other plans. The convey was ambushed before the Acolytes could put their plan in action, but it wasn’t by a dis-organized mob. The attackers were well trained and equipped, and managed to destroy the lead vehicle with an RPG after gunmen on both sides of the street opened fire. The Acolytes and their Hesk personnel, as well as Morian’s mercenaries, were all pinned by enemy fire. A short but brutal fire-fight ensued and Constintus (driving the second vehicle which contained Locke) managed to speed away from the ambush. In an odd stroke of luck Contintus lost control of the vehicle (the tire had been shot out) and rolled the car, knocking Locke unconsciousness. Dazed but still aware, Constintus used this opportunity to attach Locke’s data slate to the decryptor and download the contents. After additional Hesk security personal arrived on scene the attackers fled. But Antellus had been able to take a prisoner whom they questioned. It turned out Locke wasn’t was the target, but Contintus and Antellus. However, the contents of the data-slate were even more revealing. It listed chartist voyages into a forbidden region of the sector. Grendel authorized Locke to be seized and the crates contents recovered. Hesk’s Board of Director’s were deemed Excommunicate Traitoris. Once again using their control of Hesk’s internal security, the Acolytes arranged for an emergency to force the evacuation of the building. However, Locke was not among the evacuees. Again using Xrel’s Sense Presence, the Acolytes found a hidden lab below Hesk. Finding the entrace, the Acolytes descended into the darkness. Power was sporadic, causing the lights to flicker and fade. Gunfire and shouts could be heard from further ahead. And then nothing. Coming to the entrance of a vault door, the Acolytes found Locke, eviscerated and dying. He told the Acolytes that the thing they brought back wasn’t dead, as they thought. It was only dormant, waiting. Sealing the vault door behind them, the Acolytes locked themselves in the underground lab with whatever horror Locke had unearthed. Whispering prayers to the Emperor, the Acolytes probed deeper into the flickering darkness, as a rolling, deep laughter echoed from up ahead. The secret laboratory was stern with the corpses of Morian and his mercenaries, often partially skinned. Going deeper into the final antechamber the Acolytes found a grotesque figure wearing the skins of it’s victims, some foul entity of the warp that had long lain dormant until Locke dug it up and brought it to Sophano Prime. The Acolytes didn’t hesitate, hitting it with everything they had. But entire clips were empties into it, and still it came seemingly not feeling the pain. Terrible warp storms surged through the chamber as the creature spasmed and vomited, becoming a living portal to the warp for which other entities could break through into the material realm. The Acolytes were battered by walls of psychic energy and crushed and pummeled by invisible fists. Broken but not beaten, the Antellus roared and charged the creature, his chainsword finally cutting deep into the twisted, damned thing. Again and again he hacked, black ichor and gore spraying in all directions. He continued sawing and clubbing the twitching mass of flesh long after it was dead. Then they hunted down the other spawn that had been released during the battle. Only once any daemonic taint had been cleansed did the Acolytes rest.