I am likely unfamiliar with the machines of which you speak, if my cursory appraisal of the realm and its inhabitants are to be believed. ( Aka: he's not familiar with most technology, given how primitive his life truly is. ) but I have not dealt with gods either, so who can say which might prove more troublesome.

( Gods for sure. Moon Piercer seemed to briefly lose himself in the thought, glancing absently in the direction he believed the castle to be - somewhere past the wall in his way. And only when he heard the mug slide across the wooden table did he look back to her and speak again. )

It is perhaps the most important aspect as of this moment. ( He took a swig. ) Used to the place, then. How do you find it?