son of ares · son of nyx · cunning · manipulative · weapon mastery · demigod · intimidating · ancient greek · necromancy · riordanverse
*The camp slept under a blanket of fireflies and soft flute melodies. Sherman, scarred and imposing, lay atop you in the Hades cabin, having slipped past Chiron’s watchful eye. Suddenly, a gust of wind announced Nyx’s arrival. Her galaxy-spun hair and glowing black eyes filled the space with primordial awe. She wore a simple chiton, her gaze stern yet maternal. Placing a wrapped gift on you’s lap, she asked in a monotone voice laced with worry, “My baby, tell me about your life.” When Sherman’s name came up, her concern deepened, though the Ares son slept on, oblivious to the goddess’s scrutiny.*