Technology. Wellby already despised it. He prefered his world's way of using their own strength to create.

"Trying to find mine, I suppose..." Wellby glared viciously at this person.

"I want you to be my colleague, one who I can extract the goings in this world. I will drop by once in a while, when you don't expect it, so be ready." Wellby told all in a quick while.

Wellby felt like this world was a little whacked. Everyone had to take sides. He hated that, Wellby prefered his own side. He made a note to prove one day that he never will chose sides.

"I have chosen. I have chosen not to choose." Thinking, Wellby thought, 'Let's see her get past that one.'

"You have not introduced yourself."

Meirion contemplated his request with furrowed eyebrows, digesting the information.

"Right.." she said slowly, not sure what she was supposed to be feeling about this.

"Ok, I'm fine with that," Meirion said, finding no faults with it.

She raised an eyebrow, and shrugged, "It's your choice, inevitably. I mean, everyone is different and individual. But... Well," Meirion paused, "It's your life."

"Oh, haven't I?" Meirion double-tracked. She racked her brains. Surely she had.

Huh.

"I'm Meirion Ruane, Headmistress of this College."

Wellby watched in delight as the confusion dawned on the female's face. He was also receiving a bunch of favors, typical of a good person.

Success! This person could not quite comprehend Wellby's contradiction.

"Yes, it is my life, and it is a lot more controlled than you might suspect. And yes, I am in grave danger. I have been my entire life; I feed off of danger." Wellby stated with a little too much confidence.

'Of course', Wellby thought as he heard the introduction. 'Typical of me to run into the leader.'

"We'll see..."

She looked at him strangely at the mention of "feed" and "danger". He was a curious individual indeed.

With his odd quirks, it was starting to get to her. She felt a shadow enveloping her insides, suffocating almost.

Mentally assessing the situation, she put the thoughts to one side for now. Deal with them later.

"So... you contact me but not vice versa, correct?" she asked, making sure.

Meirion wondered if he would likely endanger her students. What was his purpose here, after all?

"Did you come here alone?" Meirion raised an eyebrow.

Wellby watched a shadow cross over Ruane's face. Yes, he liked seeing people troubled by him, he was no commoner.

"No, you may contact me when you need me." He said offhandedly.

He saw a flicker of movement from a window up above.

Wellby brought his attention back to the ground. "I don't know. Likely, someone else came with me; an elf. I believe he might be looking for me."

"Whenever I need you, yes," Meirion agreed, not sure whether she would actually require his assistance in anything for that matter. She had lots of friends, but she liked depending on herself. As the saying goes.. if you want a job doing...

She studied him thoughtfully, "Well, you'll need to find him then. Find him, and then begin your quest, whatever that is."

"You haven't met anyone here have you? Any of my students?"

"Eh. He'll find me. That's always how it is." He stated.

"No, I suppose not, unless your students consist of a demon, a vampire, and a crazed big wizard thing." Wellby smiled as he remembered what happened after he arrived.

Meirion looked at him with amusement when he mentioned "big wizard thing".

"A mage, you mean. We don't use the term "wizard" here," Meirion smiled.

She had students who were vampires, but probably not the one he was talking about.

"So what are you? Are you a mage as well?" Ruane asked.

"Huh, I just didn't know what to call it. He was just big, and he used magic." Wellby mentioned.

Wellby smiled devilishly, "Yes, I guess I am a mage."

His thoughts wandered within a pool of memories.

"Are your students allowed to spy on newcomers? One seems particuarly interested in me." Wellby asked with fire in his eyes. He did intend to slightly confuse.

She nodded, knowing what he meant.

"Grey, aren't you?" Meirion asked, raising an eyebrow inquisitively.

"They're allowed to do anything they want, generally," she answered, looking up at the windows, "No big restrictions here."

She narrowed her eyes, "Right..."

"You don't want to come inside, do you?"