"False Prophet." She said in his direction. Their places of worship were near one another, they were bound to cross paths. The largest temple, with tablets stacked high with offerings.

He smirked, "Envious."

"Charlatan." she stepped past him, her arms full of bounty. Bags of seaglass, pearls and dragon fangs. Jars of honey and bags of fresh bread.

With a flap of several pairs of wings, the sound of metal on metal filled the air. The wide space of worship was a cacophany of nosie as coins clattered off his table cloth onto the dishes below. "Empty Alter."

"Grievous deceiver!" She spat the venom, glaring at the gold. They dropped coin and fresh meat at his feet! Yet he had done nothing to receive such bounty! Whatever he was, he was not a God. Neither was she, but why did they lovingly worship at his feet. She had heard their whispers, of awe to be graced by his work.

And he had to laugh at that. He grinned, showing off teeth that were almost too big for his mouth. Ceno cringed and that made his chest swell with pride.

"takes one," he breathed, the air heavy with ozone. She bared her fangs back at him, static making her hair shift about her horns. "To know one."

Her alter adorned with glass and earthen shards. Bowls line with teeth and bones with bouquets of flowers of every type. And weapons of various types, strewn across her floor. Like she had blessed them in war and peace.

"False Prophet." he spat her words back at her.

Bruce Campbell as Autolycus spoke to me as I drew this. Just read Ceno as Xena/Lucy Lawless because I love their voices and we're doing great.