"I arrived." The man said stuimbling over his words as he removed the hood from his head. As his hood fell to his shoulders it revealed the face of a man who looked to be in his thirtieth year.
Gregor just stared at the man, his mouth hanging open. This was the first time he had heard someone speaking his language since arriving at the castle. Gregor visible shook his head, as if trying to clear something away, unsure that he had heard correctly.
"Me. I arrived." The man said again, as if surprised at Gregor's surprise, and attempting to clarify himself.
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