Hive World:Born in an underhive on the hive world of Mortis, Jeramiah Lux was bought up with as much care and compassion as one expects of underhive scum.
Stubjack: Jeramiah had scarecly begun adolesance when he 'scored' his first kill having joined up with an underhive gang. From then on he lived the life of a ganger, fighting tooth and nail for such treasures as drinking water and spare parts all the while never leaving the darkness of the underhive. As the years dragged slowly by however the gang went from common criminals to darker places. Their leader became the disciple of a demagouge of the dark gods and out of fear or mindless loyalty his gang was compelled to follow suit.
Renegade (Dark Visionary): In forgotten, half collapsed hive domes plans were drawn up and rituals prepared. The cult leader, a mysterious hooded figure with obvious eldritch powers that terrified the gangers under his command, had grand designs that he said would set the hive in flames and cast down those decadent nobles in their spire. All that was needed was for his flock to raise their voices in praise of the dark gods at a grand ritual. In the mean time Jeramiah and his comrades were set to gathering human sacrifices. Though they realized the extent of their crimes most of them thought themselves foresaken by the Emporer anyway, locked away in the underhive with mutants and madmen. For Jeramiah this view was shattered in the deepest underhive. The gang were pursuing their latest victim, a woman deemed by their leader to be pure enough to serve as one of the many required sacrifices. During the chase a walkway gave way, pitching Jeramiah through a crumbling floor and into...
...a chapel. When the battered ganger came to his senses he was in a small vaulted chamber. It was an ancient shrine to the emporer built when this section of the underhive was still the hive proper. At it's center was a statue of the Lord of Man himself. It wasa decent piece of work, though not of particular worth. To Jeramiah, who had never even seen a statue, it was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. It was at that moment he realized that the emporer was watching over even the likes of him. And he finally saw the horror of what he was becoming involved in. He wasted no time in reporting to the authorities, shouting up at the barrier out of the underhive until the guards listens to his talk of chaos plots and allowed him to speak his peice. The heeded his words, and promptly arrested him for membership of a proscribed cult. That said, his warning did earn him some mercy. The interrogators merely imprisoned him for the rest of his natural life.
Press Ganged: Jeramiah did not stay in the hive detention block for long. The flagship of the Casmir dynasty passed through the system and was in need of cheap crew. The hive's prisons were emptied for a modest fee and Jeramiah began a new life as a low deck worker. It was back-breaking work but in the occasional periods of rest he was able to listen to sermons and even learn to read the texts of the Ministorium. As he become more versed in his newfound faith he found that his attempts at spreading the emporer's word amongst the rest of the crew were wildly successful – he had a gift for oratory. His effect on moral caught the attention of his superiors and he was give a modest amount of authority as a crew cheif.
Vengeance: Still a zealous crewman rather than a true preacher, Jeramiah well positioned to spot the signs of chaotic influence infecting his home-deck. Somehow, cultists had snuck aboard and were spreading dissent amongst the ratings. By the time he traced the cult leaders, however, fury at the masters of the ship had built up too much. Jeramiah realized that were he to go to the armsmen they would attack in force and trgger a ship-wide riot. For the first time in his life Jeramiah took matters into his own hands. Taking up a boarding flamer he stormed the low-deck hideout of the demagouges and cast them down, nearly succumbing to his wounds in the process.
Missionary: This feat of bravery and faith did not go unnoticed. Jeramiah was invited to join the priestly delegation on the ship, a post which he gladly accepted. For several years his sermons and prayers had a great positive effect on moral, which ultimately lead to him being ordained as a missionary by a cardinal who had bought passage on board the ship. Jeramiah embraced this new oppertunity, seeing it as a reward from the emporer for him turing from the darkness at the last moment all those years ago. Still, he holds a seething hatred for the works of chaos born of both faith and the knowledge that it very, very nearly had his soul.
