[color=0072bc]Kassandra
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Kassandra had been just about to introduce herself when the spirit appeared again. The images of battle and destruction she brought with her made her weak at the knees. She wasn’t familiar with Polis beyond it’s name and it’s size, but she mourned the loss of it all the same. This was real, it was all real. And happening so fast! Why wasn’t there a warning for the end of the world? Unless this was it. They were it.

“I do have a question, Lalei. Why didn’t you – Oh. I’m. Um. Kassandra, by the way.” She gave a brief wave to the others in the group. “I would say it’s nice to meet you, were the circumstances not so  dire.” She turned back to Lalei. “If you can appear in dreams, why not appear to the leaders of our folk and warn them instead? Why us? What can we do against someone who can raze a city?” It seemed like most of the others had a bevy of special talents. She was deeply surprised to note the other shifters in the group. That was rare.

She mumbled the next bit. “I’m not much in a fight, I’m sure, compared to the rest of you. It just seems like… it might have been a better use of your time to warn someone who could have done something about it.”