*They, not he. Unsure about your second question at the moment, but I know quite a bit of the lore so potentially a veteran - 4 or 5 years?*
*Oh okay.*
A female camper, named Onyx, who has bee nhere for 5 years, walks up the hill behind them in a custom CHB t-shirt.
"Hey! Sadbhbán! You're late. Summer's already started. How are ya?"
*Sadbhán is pronounced like Si-ven, by the way. Don’t worry about the he thing.*
“I am late! It’s good to see you, Onyx.” They make a show of checking an imaginary watch. “What have I missed? Nothing drastic, I hope?”
"Well, first of all, there are a lot of newbies. The Hermes Cabin is... very full. I can't waid until they finish the Nyx cabin for me... So annoying! But, also, theres like, a lot of drama. All those kids trapped in one building... there's been a few fights."
*Doot*
*Thanks.*
“Not too many fights, I hope. You’re not going to mind being in a cabin all by yourself? I kind of like the Hermes bustle, myself. When I’m not being robbed and elbowed. Why are the newbies fighting?”
"Yeah. There's only been one so far. Hah! I hate it. So much noise. It's ironic, being the grandchild of Chaos, but I don't like Chaos. AS for why they were fighting? I have no idea."
“They probably had no idea, to be fair. It’s easy to forget we’re all still young and stupid. Except us, of course.” Sadbhbán pauses and considers. “Nyx is night, right? The night is peaceful. Kind of an absence of Chaos.”
"Eh. I guess. Um... there was something else I was gonna say... Oh! Yeah. There's this new kid, Angelo. He's kinda rude, but... somethigs off about him."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
“I’m glad you think I look so wise. Yes, the armory is certainly.. well stocked. Seen the climbing wall yet?” They flash a wicked grin.
“Yep. About twice as fast as the other people, but Hunter of Artemis Liam blew me out of the water.”
“Hmm. I was hoping to terrify you with the lava. Put in a shift in the strawberry fields yet?”
“Nope, just a night in Hermes and a beating in the arena.”
*red?*
*Missed this, apologies.* “A beating? I hope it wasn’t unprovoked. Fights are bad for morale. You lose any stuff in Hermes?”
“Turns out being unarmed during a spar does not increase your chances of winning. Only knowing two spells from a mystery parent doesn’t help either.”
“Spells? Huh. What spells? And yes, trying carrying a weapon if you’re sparring someone. It helps, I promise.”
“Well, for the first one I just summon this armor from the ether,” she says, as some traditional Greek armor coalesces around her, “and the second one, well it’s a lot easier if I just show you.”
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“Which is.. full of witches! No. You do know New York City is full of Irish and Italian people, right? I’m still deranged to the majority of the population. You didn’t answer me about the Mist..”
“I don’t know jack [gp] about Mist or magic or whatever.” He frowns. “Don’t know what you expect me to say anyway.”
“The Mist is a veil that stops regular folk from being able to see monsters and such, and rationalises displays of divine power. Keeps everyone from finding out we exist. Magic is just a catch-all term for stuff we aren’t entirely sure why it works. We just know the whats and wherefores. Would a demonstration help?”
Flip is testing to see how far he can fall. Unfortunately, the highest spot he can find is only 40 feet high...
Onyx is watching him. "Hey! Flip! Try the tamp of the Climbing wall!"
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
“I’m glad you think I look so wise. Yes, the armory is certainly.. well stocked. Seen the climbing wall yet?” They flash a wicked grin.
“Yep. About twice as fast as the other people, but Hunter of Artemis Liam blew me out of the water.”
“Hmm. I was hoping to terrify you with the lava. Put in a shift in the strawberry fields yet?”
“Nope, just a night in Hermes and a beating in the arena.”
*red?*
*Missed this, apologies.* “A beating? I hope it wasn’t unprovoked. Fights are bad for morale. You lose any stuff in Hermes?”
“Turns out being unarmed during a spar does not increase your chances of winning. Only knowing two spells from a mystery parent doesn’t help either.”
“Spells? Huh. What spells? And yes, trying carrying a weapon if you’re sparring someone. It helps, I promise.”
“Well, for the first one I just summon this armor from the ether,” she says, as some traditional Greek armor coalesces around her, “and the second one, well it’s a lot easier if I just show you.”
“You did just show me the first one. You called them spells? Do you need a special phrase or gesture to make it happen?” Sadbhbán leans forward, curious.
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*They, not he. Unsure about your second question at the moment, but I know quite a bit of the lore so potentially a veteran - 4 or 5 years?*
*Oh okay.*
A female camper, named Onyx, who has bee nhere for 5 years, walks up the hill behind them in a custom CHB t-shirt.
"Hey! Sadbhbán! You're late. Summer's already started. How are ya?"
*Sadbhán is pronounced like Si-ven, by the way. Don’t worry about the he thing.*
“I am late! It’s good to see you, Onyx.” They make a show of checking an imaginary watch. “What have I missed? Nothing drastic, I hope?”
"Well, first of all, there are a lot of newbies. The Hermes Cabin is... very full. I can't waid until they finish the Nyx cabin for me... So annoying! But, also, theres like, a lot of drama. All those kids trapped in one building... there's been a few fights."
*Doot*
*Thanks.*
“Not too many fights, I hope. You’re not going to mind being in a cabin all by yourself? I kind of like the Hermes bustle, myself. When I’m not being robbed and elbowed. Why are the newbies fighting?”
"Yeah. There's only been one so far. Hah! I hate it. So much noise. It's ironic, being the grandchild of Chaos, but I don't like Chaos. AS for why they were fighting? I have no idea."
“They probably had no idea, to be fair. It’s easy to forget we’re all still young and stupid. Except us, of course.” Sadbhbán pauses and considers. “Nyx is night, right? The night is peaceful. Kind of an absence of Chaos.”
"Eh. I guess. Um... there was something else I was gonna say... Oh! Yeah. There's this new kid, Angelo. He's kinda rude, but... somethigs off about him."
“What do you mean, off? He tries hard to be unlikeable, sure, but I wouldn’t go that far.”
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“I’m glad you think I look so wise. Yes, the armory is certainly.. well stocked. Seen the climbing wall yet?” They flash a wicked grin.
“Yep. About twice as fast as the other people, but Hunter of Artemis Liam blew me out of the water.”
“Hmm. I was hoping to terrify you with the lava. Put in a shift in the strawberry fields yet?”
“Nope, just a night in Hermes and a beating in the arena.”
*red?*
*Missed this, apologies.* “A beating? I hope it wasn’t unprovoked. Fights are bad for morale. You lose any stuff in Hermes?”
“Turns out being unarmed during a spar does not increase your chances of winning. Only knowing two spells from a mystery parent doesn’t help either.”
“Spells? Huh. What spells? And yes, trying carrying a weapon if you’re sparring someone. It helps, I promise.”
“Well, for the first one I just summon this armor from the ether,” she says, as some traditional Greek armor coalesces around her, “and the second one, well it’s a lot easier if I just show you.”
“You did just show me the first one. You called them spells? Do you need a special phrase or gesture to make it happen?” Sadbhbán leans forward, curious.
“For this second one yeah. Not so much the first. You ready?”
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Angelo stares at it for a second, then shakes their hand. “Angelo. Byrne. Where did you learn to hunt?”
Angelo feels the briefest swave of dread and anxiety passes through him before its gone as Andrew replies, "I've been a homeless vagabond since I was 12. Most of what I learned was through trial and error, with a bit out...luck shall we say."
Angelo frowns. “Yea? I’m surprised you didn’t die. 12 year olds aren’t exactly expert survivalists.”
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*They, not he. Unsure about your second question at the moment, but I know quite a bit of the lore so potentially a veteran - 4 or 5 years?*
*Oh okay.*
A female camper, named Onyx, who has bee nhere for 5 years, walks up the hill behind them in a custom CHB t-shirt.
"Hey! Sadbhbán! You're late. Summer's already started. How are ya?"
*Sadbhán is pronounced like Si-ven, by the way. Don’t worry about the he thing.*
“I am late! It’s good to see you, Onyx.” They make a show of checking an imaginary watch. “What have I missed? Nothing drastic, I hope?”
"Well, first of all, there are a lot of newbies. The Hermes Cabin is... very full. I can't waid until they finish the Nyx cabin for me... So annoying! But, also, theres like, a lot of drama. All those kids trapped in one building... there's been a few fights."
*Doot*
*Thanks.*
“Not too many fights, I hope. You’re not going to mind being in a cabin all by yourself? I kind of like the Hermes bustle, myself. When I’m not being robbed and elbowed. Why are the newbies fighting?”
"Yeah. There's only been one so far. Hah! I hate it. So much noise. It's ironic, being the grandchild of Chaos, but I don't like Chaos. AS for why they were fighting? I have no idea."
“They probably had no idea, to be fair. It’s easy to forget we’re all still young and stupid. Except us, of course.” Sadbhbán pauses and considers. “Nyx is night, right? The night is peaceful. Kind of an absence of Chaos.”
"Eh. I guess. Um... there was something else I was gonna say... Oh! Yeah. There's this new kid, Angelo. He's kinda rude, but... somethigs off about him."
“What do you mean, off? He tries hard to be unlikeable, sure, but I wouldn’t go that far.”
"Well... you being a child of Hecate, *they are, right? If not, ignore this and put whatever their godly parent would be* I thought you might know something about this... Angelo can't see through the mist."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
“Well, for the first one I just summon this armor from the ether,” she says, as some traditional Greek armor coalesces around her, “and the second one, well it’s a lot easier if I just show you.”
“You did just show me the first one. You called them spells? Do you need a special phrase or gesture to make it happen?” Sadbhbán leans forward, curious.
“For this second one yeah. Not so much the first. You ready?”
“I hope so. Don’t destroy anything. Or try to avoid it, I suppose.” Sadbhbán leans back again.
Flip is testing to see how far he can fall. Unfortunately, the highest spot he can find is only 40 feet high...
Onyx is watching him. "Hey! Flip! Try the tamp of the Climbing wall!"
"Oh yeah! Someone mentioned that!"
He meanders over to the climbing wall to start the climb.
"Oh dear. That does not look easy."
He looks up at the looming structure, with its belching lava and protruding spikes.
"I can shadow travel you up there if you want... In fact, I could go much, much higher!"
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
“Which is.. full of witches! No. You do know New York City is full of Irish and Italian people, right? I’m still deranged to the majority of the population. You didn’t answer me about the Mist..”
“I don’t know jack [gp] about Mist or magic or whatever.” He frowns. “Don’t know what you expect me to say anyway.”
“The Mist is a veil that stops regular folk from being able to see monsters and such, and rationalises displays of divine power. Keeps everyone from finding out we exist. Magic is just a catch-all term for stuff we aren’t entirely sure why it works. We just know the whats and wherefores. Would a demonstration help?”
“No. It wouldn’t. I’ve already had plenty of those.” Angelo is silent for a moment. “I really don’t want to talk about.. magic and [gp] right now.”
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Flip is testing to see how far he can fall. Unfortunately, the highest spot he can find is only 40 feet high...
“Hey, forest boy.” Evan says, remembering him from their previous encounter in the forest.
"Hey there! How ya doin'?" Flip faintly remembers his encounter with Evan. "I decided to give up on the whole forest camp thing, thanks to getting jumped in the middle of the night by a scorpion."
"Eh. I guess. Um... there was something else I was gonna say... Oh! Yeah. There's this new kid, Angelo. He's kinda rude, but... somethigs off about him."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
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“Well, for the first one I just summon this armor from the ether,” she says, as some traditional Greek armor coalesces around her, “and the second one, well it’s a lot easier if I just show you.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
“The Mist is a veil that stops regular folk from being able to see monsters and such, and rationalises displays of divine power. Keeps everyone from finding out we exist. Magic is just a catch-all term for stuff we aren’t entirely sure why it works. We just know the whats and wherefores. Would a demonstration help?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Flip is testing to see how far he can fall. Unfortunately, the highest spot he can find is only 40 feet high...
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
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Onyx is watching him. "Hey! Flip! Try the tamp of the Climbing wall!"
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
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“You did just show me the first one. You called them spells? Do you need a special phrase or gesture to make it happen?” Sadbhbán leans forward, curious.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
(Good afternoon everyone)
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“What do you mean, off? He tries hard to be unlikeable, sure, but I wouldn’t go that far.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
“Hey, forest boy.” Evan says, remembering him from their previous encounter in the forest.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
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He spots Angelo in the tree, flipping his dagger.
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“For this second one yeah. Not so much the first. You ready?”
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Angelo frowns. “Yea? I’m surprised you didn’t die. 12 year olds aren’t exactly expert survivalists.”
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“What’re you up to?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
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"Well... you being a child of Hecate, *they are, right? If not, ignore this and put whatever their godly parent would be* I thought you might know something about this... Angelo can't see through the mist."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
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"Oh yeah! Someone mentioned that!"
He meanders over to the climbing wall to start the climb.
"Oh dear. That does not look easy."
He looks up at the looming structure, with its belching lava and protruding spikes.
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
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“I hope so. Don’t destroy anything. Or try to avoid it, I suppose.” Sadbhbán leans back again.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"I can shadow travel you up there if you want... In fact, I could go much, much higher!"
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
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“No. It wouldn’t. I’ve already had plenty of those.” Angelo is silent for a moment. “I really don’t want to talk about.. magic and [gp] right now.”
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"Hey there! How ya doin'?" Flip faintly remembers his encounter with Evan. "I decided to give up on the whole forest camp thing, thanks to getting jumped in the middle of the night by a scorpion."
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
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