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SPOILERS THRU THE END OF HARROW THE NINTH YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
The Second House is the militant strength of the Emperor. Deeply interwoven with the Cohort, they comport themselves with military rigor(mortis) in all situations. Their fervent devotion to rank and order makes them prone to taking charge, often over the protestations of other houses.
Want a different House? Time to enroll in Remedial Bones with Dr. Skelebone and retake the quiz when you’re ready. Got that? Done? Good.
The Third House is the vanguard of trends in the Empire, setting fashion and sparking gossip with their every move. Not only do they start rumors, they also diligently collect intelligence, both personal and political.
The Fourth House is the vanguard of the Empire, first over the line on every battlefield as the Emperor wages war across the galaxy. Noble scions (read: shitty teens) of the Fourth often find themselves in the field well before their sixteenth birthdays.
The Fifth House is the core of the Empire, especially if you listen to them tell it. With myriad years of tradition behind them, they have become a superpower whose gravity threatens to subsume any house that falters.
In their orbital Library, the Sixth House preserves and investigates the collective knowledge of the Empire. Masters of a thousand esoteric fields of study, they are often considered bookish, but are never to be underestimated.
The Seventh House embody the particular beauty only found in dying things. They are the rose hanging lush with decay, the vines that pull down walls of stone, the bloom of color in a terminal patient’s cheeks. They draw out moments of beauty, preserving people, places, and times in amber for later dissection and delectation.
Though all the Houses speak words of worship for their divine Emperor, the Eighth reach depths of devotion that approach zealotry. As the font of mortal forgiveness for sin, they take great pleasure in withholding mercy and pronouncing judgment.
Pray the tomb is shut forever. Pray the rock is never rolled away. Pray that which was buried remains buried, insensate, in perpetual rest, with closed eye and stilled brain.
The Ninth House is a house of secrets, a cloistered tomb tended by silent nuns and skeletal thralls. Tasked with a dreadful duty by the Emperor, the Ninth are treated with fear and suspicion, but command respect. It is rare indeed to meet a scion of the Ninth in polite society.
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