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==Lord Commissar Beleph Dour==
{{Topquote|My stalwart warriors, know this: one day, this Sector will flood with terror. Daemons will walk in the daylight and scourge the innocent. When that happens, we will be there, unshakeable and proud, and we will smite them to the ground.|Beleph Dour}}

Nearly all Imperial institutions are under siege in these decaying times. The edges of the Imperium are crumbling away, and Cloudburst sits on the very edge itself. Cloudburst and the Imperium need defenders, people who can and will put their lives on the line to protect it.

One such man is Beleph Dour. Born to a family of Imperial Navy officers, the Schola Progenum system picked him up when the ship on which his family served was lost in battle against pirates. Dour entered the Commissariat, and displayed a natural skill for logistics, discipline, and higher learning that suited him well for the task. Eventually, Dour became the Regimental Senior Commissar for a regiment of Thimble Argent Swords.

While serving the Swords, Dour caught the eye of Lord Inquisitor Cloudburst Vahnden, an Ordo Malleus Inquisitor who was first assembling the Night Slaughter. The Night Slaughter only took the very best of troops from the Thimble military, those who did not have any sort of disciplinary problems or families to miss them. Thus, while the presence of a Commissar for morale or oversight would be helpful, the Commissar in charge of the Night Slaughter’s training would not need to worry as much about refusal to follow orders or other common Imperial Guard problems as they would in the Argent Swords.

Dour was a natural choice, and took over the training of the Slaughter. Because of their non-standard hierarchy, mission goal, and training circumstances, the Night Slaughter are led by their Senior Commissar instead of a flag officer. The Slaughter has not yet fielded, although Lady Inquisitrix Malleus Kimihira thinks that will change soon. The foundations of the Imperium are eroding away, and nowhere is the problem more obvious than the outer frontiers of human space. Dour shares Kimihira’s belief that the Night Slaughter shall deploy soon, but has kept up the cryo-preservation routines and secret manufacturing that has characterized the entire Night Slaughter’s history, just in case.

Because of his responsibilities, Dour has few chances to do anything other than his job. As one of the very few members of the Night Slaughter who is allowed to leave their secret underground base and go to the hives, Dour does infrequently get to enjoy some leave, but he takes the chance to do so less and less as time goes by. As the Night Slaughter grows, he has more to oversee.

On a personal level, Dour lives up to his name. He is quiet when off-duty, and he is slowly sliding into the habit of drink, but he is still smart as a whip. Thanks to his juvenat treatments, he has lived for over two hundred years. There will come a point after which they no longer work, but until then, he serves as the longest-presiding member of the Night Slaughter, bar none.

Dour carries a master-crafted bolt pistol and Power Sword as his personal arms, and is rated on all variants of the Guard standard truck, groundcar, and Sentinel.