A long serving as respected Inquisitor known throughout the Augustine Marches and holding great sway within the local Conclave.
Beset by a wasting malady since before the rifting, inflicted on him while purging a warp-cult hidden in the subdecks of a Rapturos orbital plate, Pentecost is little more than a withered torso. His limbs are shrunken and turned in, he is confined to a walking support sarcophagus that keeps his husk alive.
Prior to his encasement he was bombastic and pompous, but now so encased he has become an exaggerated avatar of the Emperor’s wraith – his previous puritanical leanings given an even harder edge.
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