But his gryphonic friends, if they were aware of this, apparently didn’t give a good God damn. The first, and perhaps most predictable of assailants, was of course Sir Tanismore. Tanis, upon seeing Handy walking off the ramp of the airship onto the largest courtyard of the castle, promptly descended from the ramparts. Everyone else—guards, servants, and various courtiers alike who had come to welcome back the chancellor and who doubtless were enamoured with the surprise arrival of the Firthengarian princess—these people, as one might imagine, had rather sensible reactions to the sight of the beaten and battered spectre emerging from the depths of the airship.