"Trust me, I know I'm the worst bastard here."

Cassio is someone who others tend to gravitate towards in someway. Silver-tongued and witty, his innate charisma often makes up for his childish antics and occasionally flippant observations. He actively presents himself as someone that's laidback and relatively easy to approach. Usually, it's a ploy to lure a given mark into a false sense of security -- or to appear less suspicious overall. Now, that isn't to say the amiable nature and casual mannerisms don't have an ounce of sincerity; when it comes to the people he cares about, he's remarkably selfless with his actions.

He tries to find the fun in everything he does, he prefers not to dwell on whatever doubts life decides to throw at him. Impish with a knack for crafty pranks, almost to a fault, he still manages to wisen up when a situation calls for it -- or when the fancy strikes him. Despite his faith in his own abilities, there's some insecurities he just can't run from no matter how hard he tries. Sometimes, his thoughts become too much, overwhelming with their weight. He struggles to maintain his cheery disposition during these moments. He often tries to shoulder his problems alone.

Notable History

Cassio doesn't remember much, if anything at all, about his earlier childhood. The first few months -- years, for a young Chimia -- are a blur. There is nothing but the distant memory of giant glowing eyes, howling winds, and claws reaching out from the shadows. Regardless of whether he was orphaned or abandoned, Cassio had to manage on his own in the lower streets of Ichorrai. Life as a kitten was a struggle until Antonio came across him.The rogueish Rrex was quick to take him under his wing, one of many lost souls to join the growing band of thieves. Since then, Cassio was raised in the Golden Masks' ways -- learning both sides of their crafts, from the performing arts to their most crafty schemes.

At some point during his early adolescence, Cassio felt the urge to set out on his own -- there were many questions about himself, about being a Chimia, his parents, and where he came from left unanswered. Being a common rite of passage across Orrison cultures, Antonio gave little resistance at the idea. Cassio wandered across the continent for the next few years, on this self-imposed quest. Saw some sights only he could reach, met all sorts of faces, eventually working his way towards some remaining heritage sites. He never did approach a Chimia community -- backing away soon after spending days at a time observing a village relatively hidden. Watching the close-knit families only made him feel like an outsider, unfamiliar in his own fur. He came to the conclusion that the odds of him meeting his parents, if they were still alive, were slim -- not to mention they might not even remember him. Homesick for the closest thing to a family he ever had, he soon cut his journey short and found his way back to Antonio and the Masks.

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