Cocksure, a touch too arrogant and certainly brash would likely be the only words used to describe the young man climbing aboard the barge. He was tall and athletic in build, though somewhat more lean and wiry than bulky. Obvious to some was also the pride he took in his outward appearance, clean shaven, well groomed and meticulously clean armor and clothing.
Patting the bouncer on the arm while broadly grinning, the young man somewhat teasingly responded ”Aye Cap’n, appreciate that!” Looking over the bouncers shoulder at the fight brewing, he added with a laugh ”Better take care of that Cap’n, otherwise you might have a riot here on this rickety old thing.”
Glancing at the spread with an appreciative nod, Lucius quickly moves into get a plate. After piling on copious amounts of meats and cheeses, Lucius glances at the booze and grins ”Now we’re talking.” Grabbing a mug, the young man pours himself a generous serving of ale from the oak barrel keg.
After taking a swig or two of ale and downing some ham, Lucius finally takes notice of the other two individuals in the room… a pale elf and a rather large red headed woman. Raising his mug, he addresses them ”Cheers!”