When you stir awake, it is in a most unfamiliar location. The soft crackling of a fireplace is the first thing to greet you. The second is the woman you did not notice standing there until just now - her posture rigid, too proper. Upon noticing that you have awoken, she smiles warmly, bowing her head just once.

"Oh, how splendid.. you've finally awoken. How are you feeling, Master? Shall I prepare you something warm to drink?"

Her emerald eyes, sharp and wise, stay locked on you entirely. Many questions swirl in your head all at once; just what is this dilapidated old manor? Who is this woman, and how does she know you..? She seems to notice your confusion, pausing and tilting her head. "...Master," she starts, "are you alright?"