Cassidy sighed at the summons, rather irritated that they were asking him to take on a quest that would require joining with other adventurers. Cassidy wished he could go back to doing good the way he had been before, without regulation, and without the guild breathing down his neck. Not to mention how he was often looked down on for being 'just a little girl', and those that knew the truth were often even more crude.<br/><br/>Not to say that there were not women in the guild, but Cassidy was small, lithe, and hardly seemed a threat. He was often hired because of his particular skill in regards to tracking people, and was occasionally paired up with some big bruiser or lethal assassin. He often found the target, pointed the way, took his coin, and didn't wait around to see the results. The coin, that was a perk that Cassidy could accept, it had gotten him the very aptly named,<em>Handy Haversack</em>and a magical quiver. Even with his mother's mithral shirt, it had been quite cumbersome to drag around his gear, and once he started to get paid, he had a million little tools and devices he wanted to pick up, just in case.<br/><br/>Cassidy reluctantly trudged into the Adventurer's Guild, hood up on his cloak and head down low. He dragged himself into Rogar's 'office', looked around quickly to see that only one other was there before him, and dropped himself down in the corner of the room. He had never seen such a woman before, and when he was sure she wasn't paying attention, he looked the oread over. Another big brute, but one that could stand up front and take a beating instead of him.<br/><br/>He made a point to put his head back down, to indicate he wasn't interested in speaking until the others showed up. He didn't like Rogar, and he was sure he had nothing interesting to say to this big stone brute.