You know my name

Lord Asriel eyed the strange room warily. It was nowhere near austere or cluttered enough to be the rooms of an Jordan scholar, and despite the faint chill in the air when he opened the window it was was far too warm to be anywhere in the north. Especially not Svalbard, which was currently at the top of his list of places he was likely to unexpectedly wake up.

The obviously anbaric light fittings and strange devices placed around room only added to his feelings of disorientation. He looked back at the bed he'd woken in, as if could reveal any more clues, but only saw Stelmaria stretched out on the covers. The snow leopard daemon was grooming herself, lashing tail the only indication she shared his agitation.

It was obvious that he wasn't going to find any answers here. Deciding to explore this unfamiliar place, hoping to discover at the very least where he was, if not his reasons for being here, Asriel made his way down the hall, Stelmaria padding by his side.

[Open to any of the housemates who might be around.

ETA: Bond is Lord Asriel from His Dark Materials for the weekend, and due to the fact that humans in the universe he comes from have animal manifestations of their souls/spirits called daemons that accompany them everywhere, he'll have a snow leopard named Stelmaria in close proximity at all times. ]