You see a man, ageless and aged at the same time. There is an intensity in his eyes as he turns to you with his elbows on the desk in front of you. He seems to be deliberating your question. And after a while, he sighs and begins to speak...

Let us begin from the beginning, just to be neat, Oui? There will always be those who will break the law. There is always a dark side of every Era.

Sol's End is the Dark Side of After Colony.

While the Space colonies were spread around the inner planets, being illegal was beginning to be very hard business, mon ami. Space used to be the place to be, where no law could catch you, reve!  Which was actually true...

...but where civilians were, so would be law enforcement.

So, sacreblu! the people say, we cannot conduct our business here! So they turned to where the poor earth bound fools had forgotten about...

He looks out to the window, where the empty plains of Charon and the dominating gray of Pluto fill your view.

The End of the galaxy.

The war hastened the 'evacuation' so to speak. Back then, it was just us, a few operators, and Hades Station. It wasn't even a Port back then. Non! It was just a cluster of bubbles on the surface of Charon. But with the war, it brought to our doorstep bounty hunters, smugglers, pilots, renegades and then with them, technology, terra-forming technology. We may have been the pioneers of Sol's End, but these new ones, they are the life!

Something else came with our living in such strange conditions, the Mutants. I prefer not to call them that as I have one in my employ. The Special ones. Oui, That would be better. As I was saying, we were the pioneers, but alas, not all are as rich as we were. My associates and I have been rather blessed to be able to start with the fledging terra-forming devices back then. But many of the others didn't have that advantage. with no choice, they settled on the planets themselves, with little protection against the atmosphere and more importantly, the radiation that comes from the end of the galaxy. and out of that generation was the Special ones born. They were onces very, very few...Mon Dieu... now you cannot walk down the promenade of Hades Port without bumping into one or two. They now cannot be accepted in the inner planets or colonies, and now are left with Sols End.

He smiled and leans back.

I believe I have taken up enough of your time mon ami. Go On and take care.

Oh, and welcome to Sol's End.