The sound of a hammer being pounded into a nail repeatedly, its aggravated rhythm echoed through the walls of the barracks. The last of the planks placed into the floor of the newly erected structure, which would soon inevitably house the unruly men who had made themselves at home within the fortified walls of the Castle. Cassius sat back on his heels, ceasing in his activity to observe his work with some mild degree of satisfaction. He then set the hammer he held down on the level boards beside him.