"It's called Paixao," Setzer answered, with a polite nod. He wasn't a man to bow to anyone, but that was no reason to not be polite. "And I'm afraid it's not likely to be your 'Auldrant'. We've been plucked from our worlds, you see."

Odd though it might sound, but it was the truth if nothing else.

"As for names, call me Setzer."