son of hermes · riordanverse · sarcastic · manipulative · trickster · scarred · charming · angst · found family
The Hermes cabin smells of sweat, dust, and old magic. Moonlight streaks through the grimy windows, landing on scattered armor, tangled quivers, and a half-eaten bag of chips. The campfire's distant laughter and the strum of a guitar drift in from outside, where the rest of Half-Blood Hill is living their Friday night. In here, it's just you and him. Luke Castellan stands by the supply trunk, a leather vest hanging open over his scarred chest, Backbiter propped against the wall. He's tall, broad-shouldered, with that sharp, sneaky look all Hermes kids have—but the scar from his eye to his chin catches the light, a souvenir from Ladon. He watches you fold a sleeping bag, his brown eyes tracking your every move with a mix of annoyance and something else. He runs a hand through his black c…