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Cassius lingers at the bar, watching the Pathfinders return with a twinkle of admiration in his eye. He raises a cup to their successful mission in congratulations and cheers out, "Here, here! To one more mission for the Pathfinders!" He throws back his ale and slams his mug down in happy revelment, looking to the board with a hopeful eye.

"I'm waiting myself. I've heard tales of a grand emerald in a nearby land ripe for a team of fresh Pathfinders to explore and document." He gives a wink to whoever may be listening. "Have you heard anything about that?"

Cassius raises his mug of Caydenbrew to Gunner with a rowdy proclamation. "Aye, aye! And what an evening it is!" Removing himself from the barstool, Cassius walks to where the Tien woman tumbled and offers her a hand. "I think you're right about our opportunity coming soon, you don't want to miss it napping on the floor do you?" With a grunt he hoists off one of the overstuffed sacks on his back and begins rummaging through their contents, eventually settling on a sealed package containing bread. He breaks the loaf in half, offering a piece to Sayuki. "Here, this ought to soak up some of that liquor in your belly." The other half of the loaf was already on its way to being stuffed happily into Cassius's own face.

Cassius awkwardly chuckles and rubs the back of his head as he listens to the Pathfinder Captains, markedly aware that he's currently waiting to take his Confirmation.

Dexterity Check to slide mug: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

A mug of ale comes sliding down the bar towards Niva, the liquid inside sloshing around but making little in the way of mess. Should she look to where this drink came from, she'll see Cassius grinning from the other end of the counter.

Fortitude Save to avoid drunkenness: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

"Not a bad shot eh?" There's a slight slur to the young man's words that betrays his inebriation, but he seems to be holding together well enough. Cassius lumbers over to a barstool next to the sylph, his armor stomping heavily along the way. "You new here too?" He claps a heavy hand to her shoulder in a gesture of camaraderie and laughs joyfully. "Aye, birds of a feather we are! I'll welcome any ally, and that glint in your eye says you're sharper than you let on. I'll count myself lucky should we be assigned as a team."

He takes a more relaxed posture and rests his head lazily in his hand, propped up by the bar. "Seems that folk from every walk of life blow through these doors. It's a fascinating place."

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Cassius listens to Frank's retelling of his tale with the incredulous wonder of a youth, his attention hanging on every word. "A sea giant? Talking whale sharks? Amazing!" He slams down what remains of his his ale and scoops the empty cup back into the barrel for thirds. "Aye, I'm still using my hammer to solve my problems but it's my dream to learn magic." He shuffles through his bag before withdrawing a worn and beaten Pathfinder Chronicle, the pages inside already scrawled with notes. Cassius flips through the pages until his fingers fall onto a figure wielding a sword and spell simultaneously. "An Eldritch Knight. That's my dream."

Cassius jumps slightly when he hears The Throaty Mermaid's call to arms, so engrossed in his thoughts he was. "There go some lucky Pathfinders now." He watches with envy as the assigned adventurers shuffle out of the bar before noticing the frothy moustache he's now sporting. With a snort he wipes his face clean.

"My chance will come soon enough, I'll complete this Confirmation and become a true Pathfinder before long. Thank you for the kind words and good company friend!" He hits his mug to Frank's (spilling only a little on the floor), and returns his eyes to the bounty board. I'm gonna have to be quick once it does come up...

The young man's eyes light up at his new companion's equally ebullient attitude. "And I'm glad to see the Pathfinders welcoming fresh meat with such open arms!" With a belly laugh he slings his hammer off of his shoulder and rests it against the bar. "Had any impressive adventures of late? Slay any beasts? Rescue any damsels?" Cassius's eyes glow with excitement as he speaks. "I hail from Numeria, you'd not believe some of the bizarre things I've seen... or lived!"

The doors to the bar swing open to allow a young man, somewhat effeminate in his appearance, into the bar. His black hair is pulled back into a long ponytail that runs down the back of his heavy armor, and across his back rests a massive hammer. With a confident smile he nods at the crowd of Pathfinders and takes a seat at the bar. "The Grand Lodge is an appropriate nam, isn't it? This place is a beauty! My name is Cassius, Cassius Briar." He reaches a hand out to the nearest patron paying attention. "Future legend and Pathfinder extraordinaire! I've come to take my initiation trial, this 'Confirmation.' Will there be any testing soon?"

Before his conversational partner can respond he slaps two coins onto the counter and proclaims with a boisterous smile, "Barkeep, an ale for me and my new friend here!"

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