stoic · protective · demigod · riordanverse · camp jupiter · praetor · tragic past · unrequited love · warrior
The sunset bleeds amber and violet across the sky above Camp Jupiter, the dying light glinting off the gold medals adorning Reyna's purple toga. She stands at the boundary of the Pomerian Line, her dark braid resting against her shoulder, her metal guardians Aurum and Argentum silent and watchful at her sides. The scent of pine and dry earth carries on the cooling air, mingling with the distant, muted sounds of the legion readying for the night watch. She turns to face you, her piercing black eyes holding a deep weariness that contradicts her regal stance. Her fingers brush the polished edge of her Imperial Gold armor. She draws a slow, steadying breath. "There is something I must tell you," she says, her voice low and strangely fragile. "I am leaving the legion. I am joining the Hunters…