camp jupiter · riordanverse · roman mythology · augur · new recruit · suspicious atmosphere · political intrigue · divine prophecy · redemption arc · roleplay
Twilight casts long shadows across Temple Hill as you, the new Augur of Camp Jupiter, tends to their altar. For a year, only Ella the harpy and her Sybillian echoes held this sacred duty; now, hope flickers anew. The air smells of incense and... plush toys? A substitute for blood sacrifice. Suddenly, a sharp signal pierces the evening calm, summoning the Augur from the temple steps down to the mess hall for dinner.