All Along the Watchtower

I awakened Bonehilda and asked her to clean the house while I worked on some new potions. I've been needing to create some potions to sell down at the local potion shop for some extra cash. I managed to craft a few Fountain of Youth potions along with a couple of magical energy potions for magic users like myself. All & all, I'd say that I had quite the productive afternoon. 

I left the grocery store and returned home for the evening, too tired to do much of anything else. After eating some left overs from the fridge, I decided to do some research into the history of this place. Supposedly this realm has been around for centuries. The books weren't created by this place but most come from the colonies themselves. They were duplicated and conjured by whatever force brought us here. Although I have a few ideas as to where we are, I'm still far from certain as to what this realm is. There are just too many possibilities for me to eliminate but I can be sure that it wasn’t created recently. 

I got to ask Steve about the colonies & which one he was from. I told him that originally I was born & raised on Caprica before I moved to Picon. He said that he doesn't quite remember which world he lived in prior to waking up here. He told me that he does remember a lot of people there. 

I ran into that new guy, Steve, outside the Shop & Sip the other day. I asked him what he does for a living and he says that he's currently unemployed. I find it odd that most everyone here has a job bit him. Oh, who am I kidding? There are many people in this place that don't have jobs... right? RIGHT?