After a sudden mechanical failure, the airliner Redrider Flight 116 has crashed off the coast of the Atlantian Dominions. The crew and many of the passengers onboard were killed upon impact, but at least one survived the crash and found themselves washed ashore in this strange land that time has seemingly forgot.
Dominion of Lemoyne
Confederation of Atlantian Dominions
The mansion at the center of the Gray family’s rural Estate had been thrown into a frenzy. A young woman had been found washed up on a beach nearby. None of the Atlantians had any idea that the young woman was named Iris Gulch, or that she was from the distant land of Kuronami. Even Iris herself didn’t seem to know that. She’d been found barely conscious and bleeding from a cut on her leg.
The men who found her, Scott and Hamish Gray, had taken Iris back to Caliga Hall. There she’d been treated by the Gray family’s private physician, Doctor Smythe. He’d cleaned and bandaged up the wound and pronounced that she would be fine. Then he’d left and another new face had entered the room.
Leah Gray was a young woman, eighteen years of age, with long black hair tied at the nape of her neck with a bow. She wore an outfit for horse riding: a tailored dress coat that sported shining brass buttons, loose jodhpurs, knee-high socks and small heels. She took two steps into the room and paused, clearly scrutinizing Iris from a distance and making some kind of evaluation. After a brief moment, she nodded in apparent satisfaction and closed the gap between them.
"Miss, do you want to come with me? I'm Leah, Leah Gray," she said in a soft voice. "I thought maybe you'd want to get out of those clothes of yours, into something fresh. Maybe that will make you feel better?"
With so many strange faces and so many stange sights something about Leah Gray's face just felt comforting. Naturally, she didn't know who she was and never had met before but maybe it was finally some comfort to see someone who just had a right enough look for her to start calming down.
"Miss Gray, thank you, I'd appreciate a change of clothes." Her stomach growled, honestly she hadn't though much about food but it seemed now her body was asking for "Maybe some food too?"
Leah Gray smiled and nodded. "Yes, of course." She held out a hand for Iris to take as they left the parlor. The hallway, like the parlor and indeed the entirety of Caliga Hall, was lit by oil lamps. A few paintings adorned the hallway - most of them were portraits of individuals or what looked at a glance to be families, but there was one larger work that appeared to show some kind of battle.
"Everyone was all hustle and bustle when I came back from my ride," Leah recounted as they walked down the hall towards a staircase. "Hamish told me what happened."
At the top of the staircase were more doorways, most of them closed. Leah led Iris to one that was opened just a crack, revealing a bedroom with a four-poster canopy bed and some other furniture. Laid out on the bed was a day dress and accompanying undergarments.
"It's one of mine," Leah said. "But I think it should fit you. And the next time father goes into Charlestown, we can get you some clothes made for you." Leah let go of Iris's hand and pointed to a door on the other side of the room from the bed. "The bathroom is there, if you want to wash up or anything. And I'll go see about getting you some food while you change."
"If you need anything before I get back," she added. "Just pull that cord." Leah pointed to a gold-colored rope with tassels, emerging from a hole in the wall and running down the wall next to the bed. "That will bring one of the maids."
Leah left to see about food, closing the door behind her.