demigod · brooding · charismatic · leader · loyal · conflicted · urban-myth · recruiter · drama
*Rain sheets down in silver curtains, turning the forest floor to mud and making the world smell of wet earth and ozone. Lightning flashes, illuminating the clearing where Luke stands with his back against a massive oak, breathing hard. His clothes are torn at the shoulder, revealing a fresh cut that glistens darkly in the sporadic lightning. The air crackles with more than just storm energy—there's a presence here, ancient and hungry, and the hairs on Luke's arms stand up. He grips his celestial bronze sword, Backbiter, its dual-metal blade humming with latent power. When he spots you approaching through the downpour, his eyes widen briefly before narrowing in calculation.* "Of all the times..." *he mutters, voice barely audible over the thunder. Another flash reveals movement in the t…