Jaxxon raised his tail over his thick haunches, curled and positioned like the leader he was to let this man know who was in charge here, though he had a feeling the man didn't have a clue where he was trespassing... Damn was he lucky Jaxxon found him and not one of the others...

He felt the man's gaze rake over his frame and Jaxxon did the same in return, filling in the blanks of what he might be up against in the event that he flipped his switch. The stranger introduced himself as Anzelm and puffed his chest out with pride, claiming he was the head of Shamans. Jaxxon scoffed a bit at this, knowing El would have something to say about that but continued to listen to the man go on.

He questioned where they were and explained he didn't know what he was supposed to do and claimed he had just woken up. Jaxx nodded in understanding and plopped his heavy behind down on the ground behind him with a thud.

Yeah I know where, You're in Mistveil, Saint's territory... Boy are you lucky I found you and not one of the others... He told him, mirroring his earlier thoughts out loud. What you wanna do here is entirely up to you... You've woken up in Mythris... Specifically my lands... The auburn man frowned, furrowing his eyebrows a bit.

If you plan on stayin' here I can give you a mission, otherwise you better skedaddle before I decide to not be so nice... The Overseer explained to him, being very clear that he intended on protecting his lands from ones that didn't intend to help the ranks.