Amy grabbed a grey mask, as well as the hood, cloak, and black robe that went with it. Donning the entire assemble made her anonymous, indistinguishable from every other Inquisitor that the Church of Gaia employed. The Inquisition was not a well-known order within the Church, and those who did know of it tended to be leery of it. But at the end of the day, Amy had a duty to protect the faithful from any spies or traitors within their midst. Those who used Gaia's name to perpetrate atrocities deserved every bad thing that an Inquisitor could do to them. And Amy knew how to do a lot of bad things.
As she left her room in the basement of the temple, she mentally reviewed the assignment that the High Inquisitor had given her last night. Now that she had rested and communed with Gaia, she was ready to see any evil that would prey on her faithful punished.
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