Oh, and the world that I live on now is called Terrinore.

Did you know Joshua from ancient Earth? I've heard he had some powerful trumpets.

What do you think made you jump worlds?

Oh, and how do you know about Kansas and The Wizard of OZ?

I hate slavery. That was the human hunting that I mentioned earlier. In this part of the world, it's rampant. As far as I can tell, that's not so much the case further north, but I'm not there, so it doesn't affect me.

From what I've heard from some of the people who've crossed over, I'd have to say that the glass is always full. I think they called them adems.

I've heard of Joshua, yeah, but only through hearsay. I left a couple years before "the battle."

Oh, and don't tell him I told you to talk to him, I'll just deny it.

Do you have secrets, lost one? Do you hate, do you love, what do you do, or not do, that makes you interesting?

Why should we care about you?

What do you care about? What are you trying to do? What are you actively seeking?

Or do you just accept the lot you have been given, like a common dunce?

So I'm a "common opiate" am I? Is that really the best you can do? If you're going to try and push my buttons, you'll have to try harder than that.

Yes Soul Seeker, I have secrets, but why should I tell them to you? Have you earned my respect yet? You need that don't you? You need people to respect you.

What do I love? Didn't I already answer these questions? Now I know you can do better than that.

Maybe you shouldn't care about me, maybe I'm an awful person. I might even kill puppies. You don't know, I am an untapped well, full of knowledge and secrets of two worlds.

I, like all alchemists, am seeking a way to transmute base metals into gold. I have yet to succeed at this, but my experiments have achieved some interesting results. [runs hand through his pink hair]

No.

Soul seeker, huh? Not the worst of my names, I grant you that.
I care little for the respect of others. If I cared what people think I would not ask the questions I do. My author shrinks when I speak so freely, because she desires respect, though I care little for the common man. Men in particular. There are other Gods perhaps who would best serve you. The Mountain God for example. Perhaps you should lend your prayers to him.

You did answer those questions, though perhaps you didn't answer those questions well enough. I care about my work. Boring, trivial, common. I love life, well and good, better than the alternitive I suppose. Yet everyone alive loves life, even a lizard perfers life to death. Common. What makes you interesting?

I hate slavery. Commendable, yet not enticing. Do you do anything with that hate? Do you free slaves? Do you seek a way to end that you hate? And the evil of the free city of Azaloff, what makes it so nasty? It is a free city, I gather no slaves lives there. Perhaps you are hypocrite. Perhaps the place would be better if you were the master. Cleaner perhaps, more orderly if those slaves knew their place.

You say your corner of the world is interesting, yet I have seen nothing so far that makes it so from you.

//Maybe you shouldn't care about me, maybe I'm an awful person. I might even kill puppies. You don't know, I am an untapped well, full of knowledge and secrets of two worlds.//

Maybe your right, maybe I shouldn't care about you. For one who says you like to talk about yourself, you have not given much away.

Spider, you wait, you watch. The real men will be along to do.

Was that better?

Now that I have been as you expected, I will ask true questions.

Before you left your world, were you a religious man?

Are the gods of this world different than your former?

Do you feel alone, lonely?

You wear a friendly face, is that face a mask?

Did you leave a family behind? Does a wife or woman haunt your thoughts?

If there were no consequences in this world or the next, what would you do this hour?

I hate the slavery of this world yes, but there is little I can do to effectively fight it, for I am a scientist, not a politician. I do what I can though. Mainly, I try and find any of the people who come into this world from being captured by slavers. I have developed a special weapon to aid me in this venture. The people I got the design from, who came from another world, called it a gun. The trick came when I had to develop the propellant. I believe that I have created a suitable compound. I call it Devil's Snuff.
[Pulls a crude gun from a leather holster on his hip]
I know that it doesn't look like much, but it is effective enough.
[Cocks back the hammer, points the barrel at the ceiling and pulls the trigger]
BANG

What wouldn't be interesting about a place where people from countless different worlds interact?

For me to give something away, you have to ask the right questions. Something which you are very good at, I might add.

Spider huh? Not a bad nickname, but you could probably do better.

Oh yes, it was much better, thank you.

Oh good, here comes the good stuff.

I was, and am, a man of science.

Well, the Egyptians had more gods than stars in the sky, and Mesopotamians had their gods. Then there is of course The one God worshiped by the sons of David.

As for the gods of this world, I hear that there are many of them as well, and that they are as real as you or I, but I haven't met any of them.

I do feel lonely sometimes, when I look at the desert during the sunset, I think of the home that I lost, but I have friends here as well, so those moments never last.

I don't know, let me see.
[Pulls hard on his ears, trying to pull his "friendly face" off]
Nope, it seems like it's real enough.

I had no family in Jericho, nor did I have a wife. But if there is one person that I regret leaving behind, it is Maeala. If there is one regret I have about coming here, it is that I didn't get to say goodbye to her...

Running naked through the city square sounds like it'd be fun.

I was always an outsider there, so there would be very little for me to back to.