[jexterarsdon]

Marcellus Ponce Vikram was the ruler of Xuat. Not in a political sense, but rather in a literal sense. He was the head of the local gang here, the top dog in a small herd of puppies.

He was massive, resembling a statue of a bull rather than a man. He easily weighed over 300 pounds, and none of that weight was in fat.

There were a small section of men surrounding him. Broost Tacaherrio was the assistant, the henchman who built his entire life around serving Marcellus. He was half the size of Marcellus, and acted exactly like he was just the shadow of Marcellus.

Uzojjo'delaah'gorstah ,Fert Borborham, Zivexau Diero, and Raccis O’dein were the crewmembers, the similar looking people who bended in together and lacked any sort of importance.

Next was Rexodore "Rex" Merross, who was the smallest of the bunch, only being fifteen years old after all.

The rest of the crew were useful bodies, including Jexter and Nercy. The other ones were named Roender, Smroog, Jarloss, and Dazzewekk. They are not very important, and you should not get too attached to them.

Now that the crew has been set, we can now return to the story.

Jexter and Nercy found themselves sitting in the corner, away from the masked stranger who was offering up some sort of job. They were both frighted for their lives, and could only watch in anxious anticipation as the stranger began to talk about politics.

They should themselves lucky, as Har Sherburne wasn't bothered by their presence, which wasn't what could be said for Marcellus.