[Seasonal] Change is Going to Come

CASSIUS Strong Hands, Strong Mind, Strong Heart The office well on its way to being established, things seemed to be coming in order. Slowly but surely, Cassius was content with the hands that had showed up to help, and lend their skills to the cause. He was taking it upon himself to get to know each of them individually. After all trust needed to come from somewhere right? So he had asked the first to arrive that day, Roana to join him for a hunt. Though whether they found anything or not was of no consequence. It was about the time spent, and what they could learn from one another. At the ridge of the land leading into the thicket of trees of the woodlands, Cassius waited. A simple, sturdy Axe in one hand, slung over his shoulder. On his hip a modified crossbow about the size of a large pistol. A gift he held onto since once upon a pre-bubbled life. It was a marvel of modification as it rotated a bolt after every shot, housing 8 bolts in a given round. He waited patiently, crouching down against the hilt of the axe. Thick jacket worn to shield off the cold of the passing wind. His hands cupping the snow against his nose before tossing it aside.