Miserably awaiting to enter further into the city, Cassia mills about though the crowd hoping to get someplace indoor, and less depressing.  They are all mumbling about something, the entire crowd and even though the young human was use to the urban hustle and bustle this was all too much, the weeping, the sobbing, the discussing of some inane dragon dying...she really wasn't too concerned.  Sure Cassia had a vague idea of who Salamin was but the way she saw it, what was the big deal?  Could<em>one</em>dragon really be that important for an entire land?  Someone else would take his place and life would go on as normal...this was no excuse for all of these people to be missing work and crowding her way!