Acolyte Ernest Markov ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  Connectionned: inquisitorial-record-database/local-copy  > select * from DEPLOYED-INQUISITORS-ACOLYTES where NAME=”Ernest Markov” and  SUBSECTOR=”Islands”;  Fetching…  Record(s) Found!  > from current select 1 print-history  Printing… ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  From Markov’s earliest days he wanted to be a marine. That was  the goal in life. He’d seen them defend his home planet when the civil  war had arrived on his doorstep. One of them had even saved him and  his mother from a group of rioting Lawgarists. The star marines would  be his life.  For someone who’s life had so often been disappointing, the day  the message arrived that he was accepted into the marines, he was more  ecstatic then a nuclear bomb getting its chance to explode.   Deployed into battle just days after finishing basic training  Markov had earned the nickname of Netherhead. He was geared for battle  and ready to fight at the drop of a shell casing. Within his first  battle he served as a frontline marine, and was reported to have  killed the most enemies out of anyone in his squad. The after action  report filed by his officer made note of the “Facial expressions of  glee, and comm live buzzing with joyful remarks as he fired his weapon  emimianting foe after foe.”  The report, and many like it, soon drew the attention of the 93  boarding marines, many of whom share the blood lust that Markov had.  He was quickly transferred into the division and specially trained in  melee combat using boarding blades. Training that was only reinforced  during many small-scale “anti-piracy” raids, raids that often resulted  in more bloodshed than thought scientifically possible.  Before long, his merciless slaughter of innocents went into a  report, and then another report, and eventually became a part of a  committee on war crimes analysis, resulting in Markovs transfer to  station security. Due to Markvos commitment to the church, he would  meet almost daily at prayer time, the recently arrived, and just  passing through Fedorov just after his discharge. The two quickly  became friends after Markov spared Fedorov from a group of anti-Sigmar  thugs, demonstrating that Markov would cross lines Fedorov had never  even heard of.  Due to a kind report by Markovs new friend, he was put back in  the fight, being part of another front line planetary assault against  a revolting world. During the lengthy battle, Markov ended up becoming  Acolyte Ernest Markov  a bit of a gambling man, using his newfound skills at card counting to  pick up extra meal tickets. He would often boast about how the only  difference between card counting and ammo counting, was that counting  cards was often more deadly.  Markov’s unit was soon tasked with a mission to raid an ancient  temple that some rogue priests had taken over. To which Makov declined  to join the mission, expressing his unwillingness to kill in the house  of Sigmar. His fellow squadmates forged the resignation paperwork  while he slept.  Markov’s skills with a gun, and a blade, would not be forgotten,  and instead utilized by the Church and he is drafted into the  inquisition as an Acolyte, someone to serve with an Inquisitor with a  high degree of devotion, but who the church doesn’t trust with actual  planet killing weapons. Though the official draft form's name was  signed with that of Inquisitor Fedorov. To Markov, duty and honour to  both Sigmar, and the Empress are the most important things. Dissenting  from that opinion is heresy and should be met only with death.