Cassie
Or Cassandra or Cass or Whatever
A priest? Well, that was alright. Cass didn't think priests did anything particularly useful, but at least they usually talked to the living, or at the very least the immortal. "Welp, I have literally no clue what a Pharaoh is, but I guess I'm glad you hang out with not-dead-people," Cass remarked. She couldn't imagine how Abasi managed to stay sane around all of this, but she supposed somebody had to do it. (And it sure as heck wasn't gonna be her. Ew!) In any case, she respected him.
"You don't need to be, like, sorry or anything," Cass replied. She meant it too, because really, she couldn't remember any of her siblings well aside from Gal, and Gal (hopefully) wan't dead. She of course had no clue that Ru'in had come back to life only to immediately die again in this world, and it was probably better that way. "It was a very long time ago... And my mom is from Helovia!"
"Anyway... Maybe I'll see you at the festival then?" Her feet were itching to carry her away from Mr-rigor-mortis on the table.
"You don't need to be, like, sorry or anything," Cass replied. She meant it too, because really, she couldn't remember any of her siblings well aside from Gal, and Gal (hopefully) wan't dead. She of course had no clue that Ru'in had come back to life only to immediately die again in this world, and it was probably better that way. "It was a very long time ago... And my mom is from Helovia!"
"Anyway... Maybe I'll see you at the festival then?" Her feet were itching to carry her away from Mr-rigor-mortis on the table.
