This land is Roman! (Open)

Cassandra Issabell daughter of Victoria stood by the entrance that once open led to a long, if rather boring tunnel. Here she had arranged or rather had been arranged for her to meet one of her new comrades for a full tour of the camp. As well as someone who knew about Camp Jupiter. Cassandra or Cassie didn't cut an impressive figure, slender, five foot two in height her skin bronzed by the hot Mediterranean sun. Her long black hair curled around her neck before falling down to her shoulders, cascading like a waterfall of black locks. Her green eyes looked around partly intrigued by it all, but severely bored by the wait.
Cassie's mind raced with the numerous questions that she wished to ask her tour guide, the most pressing of which would be where was the temple located? As Cassandra happened to be rather pious in nature, worshipping the gods being a matter of the most vital importance to her. A Roman Camp surprised her greatly that had been no lie, it was a pity that it had little to do with Thrace, for Cassandra had particularly been interested in Ancient Thrace so her knowledge would have been rather useful. Here, knowledge on what had been a Roman enemy, (even if they lost) wouldn't be to useful.

Unless they had to fight undead Thracians? Then she would be at an advantage in at least knowing the tactics they might employ in battle. She sighed quietly, the sun's warm raise making her feel uncomfortably warm. She wore a purple camp Jupiter t-shirt, the shirt was two sizes to big for her, a pair of worn jeans and some faded grey trainers. Not exactly a Roman uniform but it was comfortable, which was more than could be said of the sleeping quarters here.

Astrid walks in after she had been on another Hunt. Looking around she smiles, "Gods Ive missed this place." She then hears someone shouting. She then turns, "Who me?" She then noticed a different girl and realized it wasn't her she was talking about she shrugged and continued to wander around reminiscing about the past while her owl Pidget flew up into one of the trees to get some rest.

OOC: Hey Astrid :) please post in the RP area with your character after she is approved.

Alright.

Cassandra looked the other girl up and down, her armour looked pretty wick even though she herself preferred to wear little. It slowed her down. "I'm Cassandra and I have no idea what you are on about." She introduced herself before adding a bit of honest information. "Do you have a temple here?" It was the burning question, Cassie being quite pious wanted to ensure that there happened to be a place of worship available.
As to how pious she actually was her Roman brethren as of yet possessed no clue.

"Good good." She sounded pleased by the fact that they had many temples, where she could make offerings to the gods and observe the various religious festivals. On the days of those festivals, to Cassandra it was paramount importance that she didn't fight but celebrate them. "Yeah big place full of wolves and loud people." Came the reply, so this place would be her home?
It better not be too dull.

Instead of being breathless all that came out of Cassandra's mouth was a rather dismissive. "You couldn't have made it look like Thrace or Sparta? Those places always looked so cool in the books." To be honest ancient Rome bored her to tears, perhaps that may have been because well if she was Roman she may have felt like she would not have needed to learn it.
"What's the food situation like around here cap?" Cassie inquired folding her arms and coming to a halt to look at her companion. "Swimming is out of the question but do you guys have a bathhouse? Because those do look pretty wick, almost as wick as a Thracian sword."

"If you intimidate your foe you've already won half the battle." She chirped in response. "Glad to hear the food is good even if it flies... As for a bath one would be greatly appreciated." She then added. "Thank you." But it appeared to be almost an after thought. "So cap do you use your spear often?" It was a fair question, genuine even if her tone sounded like she did not really care. Perhaps Cassandra didn't, maybe she was here because of stubborn pride or simply because she felt like she didn't belong any where else.
"I'm not that bad a fighter, got kicked out a school for it, probably not as good as one of your Legionnaires but I might be able to hold my own against a Gladiator assuming you still do those sorts of sports?" Cassandra added a second question not giving her guide much time to respond to the first. The thirteen year old didn't look very Roman, save for her skin being bronzed by the Mediterranean sun, she easily could have passed off as a tourist in Rome, Athens or Malta. Yet she had Roman blood in her, even if she held little interest in Rome itself, New Rome she would admit was a curious thing.

"Isn't the pilum a javelin? The soft metal tip makes it ill suited to be used as a spear however as a throwing weapon it is perfect as it bends in the enemy meaning they can't throw it back." She inquired but also explained. Cassandra nodded, the place looked depressingly like ancient Rome, well the places from ancient history she did like at some point ended up under Roman domination. Better suck up to the idea of this place being home because like it or not, it would be. Cassandra eyed the weapons eagerly, her eyes lighting up seeing them. Evidently swords appealed to her far more than spears and Roman Scorpio (Ballista). The guy flying on an eagle caught her attention for a brief moment but it soon vanished as she cast a longing look back at the swords. "Right I will have to stop you there." Cassandra said as she explained the cohort system. "Sorry.. I do not understand all of this, it is a bit much..." She looked generally tired. "I don't suppose there is a place where we could drink? And sit down for a period before you continue your explanation?"

"I'm no legionnaire, auxiliary maybe but why do I need to be at this troop review? Surely a general or a centurion would prefer it if I arrived afterwards?" She questioned, mostly objecting to it because she wanted a drink more than she wanted to play soldier, but most of all Cassandra desired to pray to the gods, for what she wasn't quite sure but it felt like it would be a good idea. She let out a heavy sigh, giving up on her questions, go deal with this Roman nonsense then head to the temples then... Do whatever else needed to be done then.
"Fine... Let's go get a bath and head to this troop review then see this A Guy you mentioned to see if I will be accepted or not into your Legion, cohort, platoon things." She seemed to suddenly change her tone from one of rebellion to weary agreement, most of which was because she knew arguing would be a pointless task, Romans loved their schedules and organisation. Both of which bored her to tears in classes, the battles were far more interesting, the conquest of Gaul, Spain, the Carthaginian Wars (best not mention Carthage round these people), the battles against Thrace, the wars against Macedon were but a few of the interesting conflicts that captured her mind.

Victories captured her mind, Roman victories captured her mind, she held no place in her heart for the organisation of Rome, it's political system, the layout of it's roads and buildings, victories mattered far more to her than such pointless matters. Being the daughter of the Roman Goddess of Victory it made sense in a way that victories would matter more to her than anything else.

"What with the Roman Empire being largely relegated to the history books I imagine you do." Came the reply as she follow, this wasn't meant as an insult only something that made sense. "I'm not worried as long as you don't make me an archer." Cassandra held a great dislike for ranged combat and much scorn for those who preferred to fight with bow, or sling or javelin. A warrior's place was on the front lines, with sword in hand, where the blood flowed hot onto the earth, not hiding at the back like some craven.
There was an old saying, 'It is easy to be brave behind a wall.' She deemed it appropriate for those who fought at range. It's easy for one to be brave when you stand at the back.

Cassandra returned the glare with one of her own. "Order is not always good at the expense of freedom." She snapped back at her guide. For a while Cassandra stood silently staring at the temple with large eyes, her eyes shining with delight. "I will go to this temple, find out whether I am fit for the legion or not and pray to the gods." Cassandra wanted to go into the temple, she could almost feel it drawing her in, she desired to enter the sacred ground. "Do I go in now? Because if so for the Gods and Rome." For the first time since she entered the camp, Cassie looked Roman.

"You did not mention they were given by the Gods!" She looked alarmed, concerned now that her disrespectful behaviour towards the Romans might be taken as disrespect to the gods, so much so she cast a nervous glance at the sky, revealed to see it was still clear. Cassie was very pious, the gods meant a great deal to her, so much so if the omens weren't in favour or if a battle took place on a religious festival she would refuse to fight, completely and utterly.

She followed her ally, friend, Roman, tour guide, boss, cap... She wasn't yet what Laure would be, could they be friends? Perhaps over time they might be able to be, but at the present they hadn't really got along much. She felt breathless as she entered the temple, falling silent and obeying for once without questioning. This place was beautiful, holy, sacred, it seemed almost wrong for her to speak here.

"I said they were given by Jupiter," Laure corrected. She waited till the augur was done chanting and stepped forward.

"Hey there," she smiled and he turned around.

"Ave! New recruit I see?" the guy asked.

He was about sixteen, with close-cropped blonde hair and an athletic built.

"Yep. Cassandra, this is our augur. Dylan, this is Cassandra."

"Awesome to meet you," he said, shaking her hand. "So, you want to enter the 12th Legion? Just a second --" he patted his toga as if he was searching for something before turning around -- "there!" He went over to a pile of stuffed animals, chose a stuffed lion, drew a golden knife from his belt and opened the lion's belly, spreading the stuffing on the altar. He chanted in Latin, raising his arms above his head at the statue of Jupiter before putting them back down and examining the stuffing. It took several moments then -- "Good news! You're in!" he said.

"Yay, great job!" Laure smiled at Cassandra, trying to get back on a good vibe with her. She really didn't like arguments. "Thanks, Dylan. Come on, now, let's get you to the baths."

OOC: It's stated nowhere who the new augur is so I made one up. If it's stated in any future books, then I'll edit (if I remember) xD

Cassandra had waited in respectful silence, not responding to Laure, who she suspected seemed to be trying to provoke her. She would not be provoked, least of all on sacred ground. She shook the hand of the augur, he seemed like a nice guy. She smiled and gave a single nod, pleased to hear that she was in the Legion then. "Thank you." Cassie responded first to Dylan.
"Yes... That is most important." Cassandra replied before whispering to Laure. "I figured you had a Centurion or something called Jupiter not the God." She sounded generally mortified and looked rather concerned that she might have given the gods cause to bring their wrath upon her.