== Log 170316 ==
I found myself in what could only be described as a cell on some barely-functioning world, surrounded by mostly feeble sub-humans. The lot of them consisted of ferals, and one void ship resident that was vaguely interesting, but for the most part it was on the whole both a physical and mental prison. So be it, I was a criminal after all. I sat patiently and silently as time passed.

Then, from the doorway, a [[http://warhammer40k.wikia.com/wiki/Servo-skull|Servo Skull]]! Finally, a semblance of the [[http://warhammer40k.wikia.com/wiki/Machine_God|Omnissiah]] to free me from this! It began to identify my cellmates, whom could barely muster the courtesy of an acknowledgement towards the Divine's servant. It eventually turned its sensors towards me and I politely scanned in response. It then led us down a myriad of winding bureaucratic halls - of which I was vaguely familiar of from my times on Lathe-Hadd - to arrive at a large closed  doorway. It showed no intention of entering, and so I waited in turn. Some foolish cellmates attempted to open the door, only to find it securely shut, and then attempted to invite themselves in with an invitation knock. To my surprise, such brazen forwardness was responded by a man whom seemed too perfect in flesh, almost animalistic, whom I later learned was named Dogman - quite a fitting name for him. After remarking about the security measures planted on the door, he invited us into a rather pleasant-looking area, with a distraught looking woman huddled around a map and stack of books on a desk. He left us to her company while retiring to consuming some alcohol.

The Servo Skull moved into a holding pattern above the woman, whom I quickly ascertained was not only its master, but had also undergone some crude tech-augmentation to her skull. It seemed to have been affecting her sanity somewhat, calmed only by a periodic ingestion of some kind of chems. She was Sargent Wofle, and she began going on about the typical Imperium droll involving "mysterious happenstance" and trying in vain to spell out that there was heretical works going on without mentioning the blasphemous words. Not something I would be terribly interested in, until she had mentioned the nature of the particular's death: a servitor's arm had pierced the man through the chest. This certainly piqued my curiosity, and would certainly would be worth studying. Perhaps this venture would be worth my time.

The fellow ferals inquired in some of the details of the incident, and I requested our Sargent - it was made apparent at that time I was to be employed under this woman for the time being - of two things: the whereabouts of this servitor's arm (and subsequent expired flesh attached to it) and the request of ownership of the Servo Skull which had first introduced itself to us. Though seemingly intelligent, I could sense a bit of madness in our Sargent's mind, along with the observation of the crude repairs on her skull. I could not stand the thought of his holy piece of The Machine God to be owned by one who might mistreat it, and it is now my imperative to free it of this woman's hold. While I have only been appointed as it's point of origin for now, I am sure that through show of devotion (and persuasion) it will be be in proper arms soon; namely, mine.

We arrive to the mortuary, and after more bureaucratic nonsense, head to the body where we are greeted by a high physician and his assistant. This matters not to me as I am completely enraptured by the '''arm'''. It seems to be an arm of mechanicus origin, but something seems... strange about it. The connecting filaments are of something I've never seen before. They seem almost... '''alien'''. I greatly desire to have this arm, if not directly attached to my harness, than to take back and study further.

 * then the servitor gets it and kills a guy
 * oh shit
 * fight breaks out
 * I draw my pistol and fire but panic gets the best of me and wildy miss
 * one guy shoots and hits the left leg, the assassin runs and cleaves the poor creature
 * arm falls off, contiunues to twitch
 * I try to calm it down but it does not respond
 * once it's removed from body, host falls off
 * perform sacred sacrement to set the machine spirit to rest
 * feral guard spits; remember this
 * at some point the assassin goes crazy; don't care
 * got 10 thrones and 200 xp somehow