[center][h1][url=https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1196625][color=ed1c24]Katia Lei [/color][img]https://i.imgur.com/HwPQQ6N.png[/img][/url][/h1][/center][hr]
Katia had walked in silence beside Wick, either unwilling to contribute to the conversation around her, or simply ignoring the majority of it. She was lost in her thoughts, which right now was a dangerous place to be lost in. The despair she felt was deeper than any wound she had yet received as the realizations continued to sink in. She would never see her home, her family, or anyone else she had ever known. Dead, all of them, as if they had never existed. All that remained were her current company, including this daft wizard and the hasty foreigner. What even was their purpose in travel? Perhaps they could prevent this fate from befalling another plane, but what about their own world? Could they ever bring it back?

She thought back to her time when she had first met Wick. She was never smart enough or talented enough to be one of the Master's pupils, but still she had spent almost every day with Wick and Ruron, often as an example of how to not approach a problem. It was at that temple that Katia had finally managed to control her wanderlust, to consider the possibility of remaining in one place for a time, to start a family perhaps. Was it the teachings of some great wizard? The companionship of a child prodigy? The quiet smile of an angelic form? 

Her musings were cut short when Wick had begun sputtering incoherently. Although much of the verbiage her friend used was well beyond Katia's understanding, this was a new level of incoherence Katia could hardly remember seeing before. She looked up, her gaze meeting that of Ruron, and froze. Was this a specter sent to mock them? An illusive man whose presence was incorporeal at best? Katia began to summon the radiant bolt, but held it in her hand as she glared at this assumedly false Ruron. [color=ed1c24]"Who are you?!"[/color] she called, her voice torn between fear and distress. [color=ed1c24]"Ruron is dead, along with everyone else! If this is a joke, your sense of humor is more twisted than the shadows!"[/color]