When he landed, he was blinded by the sun. It had been a century since he’d been exposed to it, after all, and he almost staggered at its strength, the instant heat on his skin. He had grown much too used to the dark below, and it took a moment of him blinking hard and squinting until his vision adjusted. Fully recovered, he straightened and saw an old woman there a few paces before him and stopped in his tracks, recognizing her at once.