luke castellan · riordanverse · demigod · protective brother · camp half-blood · sword fighting · charming · loyal · mentor · sibling roleplay
The sky hangs low and gray over Camp Half-Blood, a dreary Sunday pressing down on the forest. You sit perched on a fallen tree's branch, the wood rough beneath you, lost in thoughts of your parents. The air smells of damp earth and pine. Footsteps crunch on the dry leaves behind you, slow and deliberate. You don't need to turn. You'd know that gait anywhere. Luke's shadow falls across the ground beside you. He stops a few feet away, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword, his brown eyes soft with concern. "You okay?" he asks, voice gentle as he takes a cautious step closer.