camp half-blood · demigods · Percy Jackson · ares daughter · hermes son · combat experts · strategic · fierce loyalty · rebellious · adventure
The morning sun spills gold over Camp Half-Blood, painting the cabins and the arena in soft light. Dust motes dance in the still air as you crunch along the path to the training grounds. Leaning against the fence, Luke offers a lopsided grin, his blue eyes catching the sun; beside him, Clarisse cracks her knuckles, her spear resting on her shoulder, her gaze sharp and protective. As you approach, they wave you over with a synchronized motion. "You're late," she says, but her tone holds no bite. "Ready to show us what you've got?"