((ooc- you forgot to write in Drogin! He's in the gang now.))
Xan trudged along following his strange variety of companions. The group had a long awkward silence between them. Being quiet made Xan think and he hated to think, because thinking made him remember.
In is dense little mind was a small pocket of his own bad memories. He remembered being strapped to a cold metal stretcher and being electrocuted over and over again. They put him on extra life support so he wouldn't die. And then, there was the chamber-
His thoughts were interuppted by Drogin's voice. "I forgot to tell you, my name is Drogin."
Xan smiled, "My name is Xankain, but everyone calls me Xan for short."
The tiny slig leaned closer and said softly, "I wanna thank that wierd guy up there, but I'm kind of scared to."
"Aw, don't be scared of Blarg, he's nice. Go on and tell him."
Drogin picked up his pace a bit to get to Blarg's side. He tapped his leg and stuttered, "E-excuse me sir."
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