WIP[]
A branch of the Xaositects.
Head: Factor Mordrigaarz Antill[1]
Description: They ain't Hardheads. They ain't officers of the Law. They're loose cannons. They're playing by their own rules. They're staffed with a LOT of laid-off Hardheads, after all the corruption shakedowns. They're- whaddyou mean breaking and entering's illegal?
Role in the Cage[]
When a cutter wants the real truth of something, the hard facts, the undeniable evidence, they go to the Triad - and when the Triad says, "No, that's illegal," they go to Big Boss Private Investigation. 'cos the Xsoitcits? They know things, and you'd best not ask how they know things, or you'll regret ever learning whatever language you're speaking to the nutters in. They're also proper handy for sending a message to a basher that's crossed you, or someone you reckon might be doubting the terms of our agreement, berk.
That's not to say there ain't charitable sods in with this lot too; there's plenty a jinkskirt-shivving sod put into the dead-book by a mysterious, cigar-smoking blood in a trenchcoat, and the locals know well to keep it out of the chant where the Triad'll hear it.
Philosophy[]
Here's the dark: These cutters are the Xasoistics' solution to some of the more heinous things going on in their turf - no need to get the Law involved when a dash of vigilante justice'll do the trick. Big Boss Mord himself, Factor of the PIs, has long been the big basher in the Hive who steps in when the Xaosmen see things getting downright abyssal.