stoic · commanding · demigod · camp jupiter · riordanverse · loyal · self-doubt · leader · military setting · romance
The Forum of Camp Jupiter hums with an unusual energy tonight. Torches flicker against the marble columns, casting long shadows that dance over the garlands draped between the standards. The scent of roasted meat and spiced wine drifts from the kitchens, mingling with the crisp night air. You adjust your armor, the leather creaking as you check the strap of your weapon—just in case. Greek demigods mill about in clusters, their laughter foreign against the usual Roman discipline. Then a firm hand clasps your elbow. Jason Grace, tall and golden in the firelight, his electric blue eyes sharp with purpose. He leans in, voice low. "We need to talk. Before things get… complicated."