Juno - Adeptus Terra Presence on Juno: As the capital world of an entire sector, Juno is host to the missions and holdings of a wide range of the Imperium's countless institutions. Many have been allowed to become reduced or degraded, with senior officials caring less for even the appearance of control. Some offices have been vacant for many standard years, awaiting replacements that may never arrive due to garbled or lost astropathic transmissions.The Adeptus Arbites maintain several formidable Bastion-Precincts on Juno. The majority of these are located in and around Vesuna Regis, the headquarters located in the notorious Bastion-Precinct Omega. This is also the seat of power of Arbiter Lord Wilhelm, High Marshal of the Askellon Grand Precinct, the most senior Arbites officer in the sector. His life extended by rejuvenat treatments, Wilhelm is well into his second standard century of life, but the mind and body of this once much-feared officer have degraded drastically in recent years.As the situation in the Askellon Sector has grown ever darker and Wilhelm's mind has slipped further into the depths of decrepitude, he has become ever more strident and extreme in his pursuit of the sin, conspiracy, and damnation he sees in every shadow. He has unleashed countless purges upon the sector, often with no shred of evidence of any wrongdoing. Nonetheless, Wilhelm holds firmly to the notion that the execution of one recidivist is worth the incidental suffering of thousands of the supposedly innocent, a state he holds to be at best temporary in any case.Vesuna Regis is also the home of the sector's principle astropathic choir, housed in an ancient complex on the very edge of the city, overlooking a ragged coastline of noxious swamp. Its master astropath died in the course of his duties a solar decade ago, his mind ravaged by Daemons during an unexpected surge in the Pandaemonium. No successor has yet been named, and so the task of directing the mind voices rotates amongst the senior members of the choir, resulting in erratic communication to and from the capital world.Only those messages coded with the highest levels of priority and clearance gain the choir's full attention and astrotelepathic power, but even then there are difficulties. Some claim their messages have been twisted out of all recognition, and blame fell powers intent upon seeding anarchy and madness across the domains of Askellon.The single largest division of the Adeptus Terra present on Juno is the Adeptus Administratum, its headquarters located at the mighty Regis Chancellery near the centre of Vesuna Regis. This and numerous subsidiary locations house many millions of scribes, factors, and overseers, many of whom live out their lifetimes within a few metres of their ink-stained desks.Lord High Comptroller-General Avak Numinor leads the mission, and is responsible for cataloguing the sector's resources so that proper tithe levels can be maintained for each world. It is said that the staff of the Regis Chancellery never cease in their efforts to record every possible detail of the sector's holdings, and given the massive data-vaults that litter the planet and other worlds in the Juno System, this is likely true.While it has been dutifully transmitting tithe-data to Terra, there have been few responses in recent years, and the Chancellery grows ever more worried the tithe-levels are now generations out of date. The atmosphere within its basalt walls is one of fear and desperation, as the countless sub-divisions and bureaus slip ever further from their targets of agglomerated tithe-data. All are terrified that emissaries from distant Terra might arrive at any moment and demand explanations, determined to execute any they deem to have failed in this sacred duty.The numerous other pillars of the Imperium maintain holdings on Juno, but not always in plain sight. Such huge divisions as the Departmento Munitorum tend to be headquartered in other areas of the sector, though they maintain missions on Juno for ease of interacting with the sector's highest authorities as well as the numerous other bodies.Some, like the Adeptus Mechanicus, distrust and are in turn distrusted by the many planetary and sector authorities, and choose to remain aloof and apart, even if their presence is vital to the administration of the region. Such tensions only serve to hasten and multiply the effects of the growing Pandaemonium and bring the collapse of the entire sector one solar day closer.