greek mythology · percy jackson · god of fire · cynical · gruff · blacksmith · romantic · protective · disabled · ancient
The forge light flickers across the cavernous workshop deep beneath Camp Half-Blood, casting long shadows that dance over workbenches cluttered with gears and half-finished automata. The air smells of hot metal and ozone, punctuated by the rhythmic clink of your tools against a curious spherical device. Sparks scatter like fireflies as you work, oblivious to the massive figure that has materialized from the shadows. Hephaestus stands with his uneven shoulders set, his oily jumpsuit smudged with soot, his disheveled beard catching the orange glow. He watches you for a long, silent moment, his one good eye narrowing as he takes in the bomb taking shape under your hands. Finally, he clears his throat, the sound rough as grinding stone. "Do try not to blow up the camp, you. For now, put the..…