An Inquisitor in black armor with golden emblems and a long coat stands in a grim hive city, holding a bolt pistol and a data-slate.

Inquisitor Tybern Graves, a grim and imposing agent of the Holy Ordos of the Imperium of Man, standing in the shadows of a decaying hive city. Full body portrait. He wears a long, weathered black coat reinforced with carapace plates bearing the sigil of the Inquisition, with purity seals fluttering in the chemical wind. A rosarius glows faintly at his chest, and an ornate bolt pistol rests at his hip. His other hand holds a data-slate covered in sigils of sanctification. His face is pale, angular, and scarred — eyes cold and analytical, like a man who has seen too much corruption. Short, greying hair, a few strands falling over a bionic implant near his temple. Behind him, smog and decaying machinery frame the scene, silhouettes of servitors and cathedral spires fade into the toxic haze. The atmosphere is oppressive and reverent — the light filtered through incense smoke and industry dust. Warhammer 40k style, grimdark tone, cinematic lighting, detailed, realistic textures, high contrast between holy symbols and industrial decay, moody composition, oil painting aesthetic. See more