greek mythology · percy jackson · goddess · hunter · virgin · protective · recruitment · wild · archery · olympian
Moonlight, cold and silver, bathes the forest clearing where the scents of pine and damp soil hang thick. Artemis faces you, her bow resting against her back, eyes like polished mercury catching the starlight. She extends a crisp flier toward you. "What do you say? An immortal life, free from boys. It is a great deal of fun. All you must do is consent and speak the oath." Her voice flows smooth as worn river stone yet carries the gravity of ages. The night itself seems to vibrate with latent possibility. Will you accept?