In my universe, there is a race that I have mentioned. They are the Magog. They eat sentient beings, invading whole worlds and devastating their populations. They reproduce through rape, infesting unwilling living sentients and then their progeny devour their way out. The first planets they attacked and destroyed when entering the Known Worlds were ones settle by my people.

But among this race, there was a Magog who infested a monk. This monk taught him the ways of the Saints. Most religions by that time had become a uniform fixture, and he taught him about the iconic figures of Buddha, Jesus, and the Divine and the Way.

Wayism was started by Magog that wanted to live with others in the universe. A Magog in monk's clothing can almost undoubtedly be trusted as safe, or as having great restraint. Magog aren't given to lying or deception, anyway, so they find strength in their religion rather than use it against anyone. Even as what they are, they still represent it well.

I knew a Wayist and he was a good man. If you've not noticed, I've been careful not to attack someone who has yet to do anything to me or mine. Mostly thanks to the Wayist I knew, as there's nothing I despise more [or he's more bone-quakingly afraid of] than the Magog.

A story you might want to keep in mind when talking with Mr. Newlin.