Camp Half-Blood- a Percy Jackson Tavern

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Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well. 

 He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"

 “Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars. 

 "I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"

 “It’s obviously angry!” The boy draws his sword and swings it at the beast, but it clangs off harmlessly. 

 "Maybe it has a weakspot! swing at every possible place and it might be a little more worried when you get close to that spot!"

 “Yeah, this thing doesn’t seem to have a weak spot. Tried everywhere. Now I’m just running!” 

 "What about the eyes? I could  sneak my knife in there! Otherwise, running and hoping for help is the best chance we got!" West appears next to the boy, holding his butterfly knife out in front of him.

 If the knife is celestial bronze and he chooses to attack, the knife pierces flesh. 

 He got it from the armory, so it probably is. Therefore, he attacks. Guess I roll?
Attack: 23 Damage: 7
Attack: 23 Damage: 9

Both hit. The boy stares. “Woah! How did you do that?” The Hellhound roars and attempts to tackle the boy, but he sidesteps nimbly. 

 "This creature has a hardened layer of armour, it seems. I simply struck where there was none. That is my specialty when it comes to combat."

 “No, your weapon. I hit there before. But your weapon just went right through!” 

 "I got it from the armoury here, so it's made of celestial bronze. Is your sword not?" West quickly rolls away from the hellhound's bite.

 “What’s Celestial Bronze?” He asks. The Hellhound is beginning to turn to dust. 

 "Divine metal. You new here?"  West kicks the hellhound heavily in the side.

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Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well. 

 He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"

 “Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars. 

 "I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"

 “It’s obviously angry!” The boy draws his sword and swings it at the beast, but it clangs off harmlessly. 

 "Maybe it has a weakspot! swing at every possible place and it might be a little more worried when you get close to that spot!"

 “Yeah, this thing doesn’t seem to have a weak spot. Tried everywhere. Now I’m just running!” 

 "What about the eyes? I could  sneak my knife in there! Otherwise, running and hoping for help is the best chance we got!" West appears next to the boy, holding his butterfly knife out in front of him.

 If the knife is celestial bronze and he chooses to attack, the knife pierces flesh. 

 He got it from the armory, so it probably is. Therefore, he attacks. Guess I roll?
Attack: 23 Damage: 7
Attack: 23 Damage: 9

Both hit. The boy stares. “Woah! How did you do that?” The Hellhound roars and attempts to tackle the boy, but he sidesteps nimbly. 

 "This creature has a hardened layer of armour, it seems. I simply struck where there was none. That is my specialty when it comes to combat."

 “No, your weapon. I hit there before. But your weapon just went right through!” 

 "I got it from the armoury here, so it's made of celestial bronze. Is your sword not?" West quickly rolls away from the hellhound's bite.

 “What’s Celestial Bronze?” He asks. The Hellhound is beginning to turn to dust. 

 "Divine metal. You new here?"  West kicks the hellhound heavily in the side.

 “Where is here? This is crazy. First this thing appeared while I was on the can this morning, and then I see some kid who can actually fight it!” 

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"Something about that was mentioned. Although I can't see mundane objects, of course." He laughs.

 they laugh as well. "I could help, if you want"

 "I'd appreciate that, my friend. But first, we must find someone and enroll." He punctuates his words dramatically.

 "unfortunately, I have no idea where the fog person went"

 "Me neither. We'll simply have to wander around and wait."

 "you ready to wander?"

 "Of course! I can avoid trees because they live, and therefore have an aura, even though it's fainter than that of a sentient being. So no need to worry about me bumping into stuff."

 "I didn't know trees had auras. interesting"

 "Anything living has an aura. Some are too faint even for me to see,  But most of the time, if it lives, I can see it, in a roundabout way."

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"Here is Camp Half-blood, where demigods reside! Your presence suggests that you are one. Familiar with greek mythology?" He dusts himself off, putting the freshly hidden knife in his pocket.

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"Here is Camp Half-blood, where demigods reside! Your presence suggests that you are one. Familiar with greek mythology?" He dusts himself off, putting the freshly hidden knife in his pocket.

 “The (GP)? No! Who likes Greek Mythology?” 

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"Here is Camp Half-blood, where demigods reside! Your presence suggests that you are one. Familiar with greek mythology?" He dusts himself off, putting the freshly hidden knife in his pocket.

 “The (GP)? No! Who likes Greek Mythology?” 

 "I didn't know much about it either. But, in a nutshell, one of your parents is a god, and the other is mortal. that makes you a demigod, and this place is where demigods live!"

*GTG unfortunatly*

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"Here is Camp Half-blood, where demigods reside! Your presence suggests that you are one. Familiar with greek mythology?" He dusts himself off, putting the freshly hidden knife in his pocket.

 “The (GP)? No! Who likes Greek Mythology?” 

 "I didn't know much about it either. But, in a nutshell, one of your parents is a god, and the other is mortal. that makes you a demigod, and this place is where demigods live!"

*GTG unfortunatly*

 *awww* “WHAT?” 

The blue haired boy is swinging at a training dummy vigorously. 

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The blue haired boy is swinging at a training dummy vigorously. 

 Samantha is crushing a few dummies with her hammer nearby. perception check

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The blue haired boy is swinging at a training dummy vigorously. 

 Samantha is crushing a few dummies with her hammer nearby. perception check

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 she's growing, slowly, but definitely growing, getting bigger

 “Woah there! Why are you big?” He drops his sword. 

*hiya captain*

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The blue haired boy is swinging at a training dummy vigorously. 

 Samantha is crushing a few dummies with her hammer nearby. perception check

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 she's growing, slowly, but definitely growing, getting bigger

 “Woah there! Why are you big?” He drops his sword. 

 "hunh?" she turns to look at him

“Y-you’re growing!” 

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*hiya captain*

 *hi howdy drizzile!*

 *:)*

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The blue haired boy is swinging at a training dummy vigorously. 

 Samantha is crushing a few dummies with her hammer nearby. perception check

 18 

 she's growing, slowly, but definitely growing, getting bigger

 “Woah there! Why are you big?” He drops his sword. 

 "hunh?" she turns to look at him

“Y-you’re growing!” 

 "hmm?" she looks down "heh. yeah, I do that sometimes. I'm Samantha, you?" she offers a large hand

 “Murphy. Why the (GP) does that happen? I don’t have any cool powers!”