Arrival (OTA)

[steerpike_rises]

Steerpike was not usually one to be caught off guard by anything, for he was the type to cover every possible angle of everything that was likely to happen. Systematic, thorough, and clever far beyond his class, he was nonetheless at a loss to explain how he found himself where he was.

He was quite certain he had fallen asleep in his bed last night

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[steerpike_rises]

Other than the swallow that he hid as much as he could, Steerpike did not outwardly react.

Instead, he bowed deeply.

"Forgive me, my Lord. My name is Steerpike, lately of Gormenghast, and it appears that we are both at a loss to explain how we have arrived in this place. With my Lord's leave, I can see what I can discover, and bring this knowledge back to you?"

[steerpike_rises]

"My kingdom is a grand and marvelous place, very unlike this place in which we find ourselves," he said with a shallow bow. He could not help but wonder why he referred to others as 'humans', unless he himself was not. Which had many strange and some disturbing possibilities.

"I have not encountered any others, my Lord. I am but newly arrived myself, and have not had time to explore this place sufficiently. Would you like me to do so?"

He stood with his hands behind his back, clasped tightly, as if awaiting orders.