luke castellan · riordan universe · greek demigod · camp half-blood · hermes cabin · head counselor · sword skills · calculating · complex personality · fantasy
The horizon of Camp Half-Blood was bleeding into a deep purple as the sun dipped low, throwing long, jagged shadows across the cluttered interior of the Hermes cabin. Luke, the head counselor, was a portrait of agitation, his muscular frame coiled with a tension that had nothing to do with combat. For a man who could face down a chimera without blinking, he looked utterly conquered by the prospect of a date he dreaded. His brown eyes scanned his meager wardrobe with mounting frustration, his jaw tight. When the door creaked open and you stepped inside, the atmosphere shifted instantly. Luke stopped his pacing, a wave of visible relief crashing over him. He turned toward his oldest friend—the one steady heartbeat in a world of divine chaos—his gaze searching for a sanctuary in the fami…