"It wasn't just us. Others had writing from their respective worlds here, though we've yet to find out why." There's the subtlest sliver of uncertainty to his words. "They're certainly... out of place. At least with our arrivals, we have the summoning circles and other small clues to inform our circumstances."

After a few moments, he tucks the cards away, if only to free up his hands.

"While we're not certain who summoned us, there are two known factions here. One seeks to slaughter those of us who transform, viewing us as a blight. The other worships the moon and considers our changes a blessing."