Torensten had become a home of sorts to the young Caius. It was where he was based for his endeavors and it was where the Dragonblades were currently holed up and trained. So when reports of there being an infestation of dangerous monsters nearby began to crop up and a job was placed on the board to deal with them, Caius did not hesitate to jump on it. Caius was used to hunting monsters, so this wouldn't be too much of a problem for him and Vordun, he figured. Though he supposed he should have expected to find out when he took the job that later, another had taken it as well. He had been asked to meet with them by the one who had put the job out, and they were lucky that he hadn't already left on his own to deal with it.

Either way, the woman that he was meeting was described as having a non-humanoid face, and a tail. A tail, huh? It definitely wasn't Zidane in that case. While his old friend had a monkey tail, his face was as human as anyone else's. And he couldn't think of anyone else he knew that would fit that description. He had been told they would be heading to the docks to wait, so at the least, he was able to narrow down their location.

With the sea in front of an array of tables, it was a nice place to be. It didn't take long for Caius to see someone with a tail sitting at a table, with a hat covering most of their face. Though he could see a long nose protruding out... Was this it? Was this her? Well, he certainly hoped so. Considering his options, Caius did not make his presence known at first. Instead, the mercenary turned and walked away. When he returned though, he held two ales in hand. One for him, and one for a show of good faith.

Caius gingerly sat down on the chair opposing hers, before resting the two ale on the table. After a few seconds, he slid the second to her, figuring the least he could do if they were to work together was top her off since they would be taking some time to discuss strategy.

"You wouldn't happen to be the one handling the infestation job, would you?" He inquired then, in a calm tone as brown eyes scanned over her a moment. He knew it most likely was, but the least he could do was ask just in case.

If he was wrong? Well, the lady could keep the drink. His treat.