Phoebe opened her eyes in this new world with trepidation. When she had left her first home, it had been with excitement. But this place, which seemed so devoid of...everything...terrified her. For many reasons, chiefly that she had no natural defenses, and this seem the sort of place where defenses would prove necessary. Secondly, she didn't recognize anyone. She bit her lip in worry. What happened?
Fortunately, she did not seem to be completely alone. There were a number of people, and one voice she recognized, if only barely. She responded toKoel's call to gather and for volunteers. Her worry was certainly evident on her face, and anxiousness was eating at her insides, but she had to stay calm. She knew she had a calming presence and if she could at least do that much to help she would. It would be hard to keep order if everyone was panicking. "What can I do to help?" she asked him. She wasn't a healer though she knew some basic first aid. She wasn't particularly strong or fast, but she was smart. She could pitch in with hard work if needed.
Fortunately, she did not seem to be completely alone. There were a number of people, and one voice she recognized, if only barely. She responded to
