As soon as the briefing was over, Stilheim returned to his quarters and picked up his book "the emperor's psalms". While reciting the holy lines, he was sanctifing his eviserator in various blessed unguents and oils, to better slay the heretical cultists and their their unholy minions.
Stilheim was convinced that he could deal with whatever could be thrown at him, but packed his laspistol that he recieved upon recieving his current assignment, just in case.
He than sat down and, while waiting for nightfall, enjoyed a grox meat soup.
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