*Nah. Just excited to see you. But also worried about Salem. I’ll PM you. RP?*
*alright!*
8 *Who do you want? Peter is probably going to try and kill the drakons for Ash’s character.*
*Oh dear*
Peter is looking for dragons in the woods.
He finds a trail of large footprints.
He starts to track it. Nature: 11
The tracks seem to lead towards a cave.
He enters the cave, drawing his sword.
The air is heavy, and hot, with the rythmic pulsing of breath, as the air circulates around the cave...
“Weird. Hey! Any humans that can turn into dragons in here?”
*... Oh no.*
As his shout echoes through the cave, the walls seem to move... Then... oh gods. Those slick, scaly walls of the cave... that's the creatures body... Behold, in horror, the brilliant green and red Drakon of Camp Half-Blood... It's piercing eyes gaze towards you... curious, as if questioning who would dare challange him...
“Woah! I cannot take that thing.”
It growls, then roars out, eyes a bright yellow... Please make a DC 16 WIS save or be frightened of the Drakon for a minute.
13
Your heart turns to foil, and your resolve begins to melt... There is no way you could fight this thing... You should probably run. Like, now. Before it kills you.
He gasps for breath and exits the cave, panicking.
Acid seeps into the earth around him as he clambers out, and only on exiting does he notice how barren the swampy area of the forest is- all the plants are dead, and no other creatures are stupid enough to tread near the Drakon's lair.
“That. Is. Insane.” He says, breathing in and out.
Iris is sitting in front of the Zeus Cabin, playing with Zimos.
Runt waves and walks over
"Hey how are you?"
"Oh! Hey."
She slips Zimos into a jar, and places him into her backpack.
"So... I was wondering... Do you think you might be able to... fireproof something?"
"Fireproof what?"
"A colth bag."
*cloth?*
*SORRY*
"What's it for and why do you need something like that fireproof"
"I would just... like a fireproof bag."
"I might have something in here that might help you..."
He starts rummaging through this large bag he carries around looking for anything that could make something fireproof
"Are you transporting lighter fluid in this bag?"
"Why would you like to know?"
"Just curious... If someone is kind enough to share... thinking out loud over here"
"No, it does not hold lighter fluid."
"A tree? A flower? Leaves?"
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Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
*Nah. Just excited to see you. But also worried about Salem. I’ll PM you. RP?*
*alright!*
8 *Who do you want? Peter is probably going to try and kill the drakons for Ash’s character.*
*Oh dear*
Peter is looking for dragons in the woods.
He finds a trail of large footprints.
He starts to track it. Nature: 11
The tracks seem to lead towards a cave.
He enters the cave, drawing his sword.
The air is heavy, and hot, with the rythmic pulsing of breath, as the air circulates around the cave...
“Weird. Hey! Any humans that can turn into dragons in here?”
*... Oh no.*
As his shout echoes through the cave, the walls seem to move... Then... oh gods. Those slick, scaly walls of the cave... that's the creatures body... Behold, in horror, the brilliant green and red Drakon of Camp Half-Blood... It's piercing eyes gaze towards you... curious, as if questioning who would dare challange him...
“Woah! I cannot take that thing.”
It growls, then roars out, eyes a bright yellow... Please make a DC 16 WIS save or be frightened of the Drakon for a minute.
13
Your heart turns to foil, and your resolve begins to melt... There is no way you could fight this thing... You should probably run. Like, now. Before it kills you.
He gasps for breath and exits the cave, panicking.
Acid seeps into the earth around him as he clambers out, and only on exiting does he notice how barren the swampy area of the forest is- all the plants are dead, and no other creatures are stupid enough to tread near the Drakon's lair.
“That. Is. Insane.” He says, breathing in and out.
sThe swamplands surrounding the Drakon's lair remain lilent.
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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.
Iris is sitting in front of the Zeus Cabin, playing with Zimos.
Runt waves and walks over
"Hey how are you?"
"Oh! Hey."
She slips Zimos into a jar, and places him into her backpack.
"So... I was wondering... Do you think you might be able to... fireproof something?"
"Fireproof what?"
"A colth bag."
*cloth?*
*SORRY*
"What's it for and why do you need something like that fireproof"
"I would just... like a fireproof bag."
"I might have something in here that might help you..."
He starts rummaging through this large bag he carries around looking for anything that could make something fireproof
"Are you transporting lighter fluid in this bag?"
"Why would you like to know?"
"Just curious... If someone is kind enough to share... thinking out loud over here"
"No, it does not hold lighter fluid."
"A tree? A flower? Leaves?"
"A sentimental piece of wood."
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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.
*Nah. Just excited to see you. But also worried about Salem. I’ll PM you. RP?*
*alright!*
8 *Who do you want? Peter is probably going to try and kill the drakons for Ash’s character.*
*Oh dear*
Peter is looking for dragons in the woods.
He finds a trail of large footprints.
He starts to track it. Nature: 11
The tracks seem to lead towards a cave.
He enters the cave, drawing his sword.
The air is heavy, and hot, with the rythmic pulsing of breath, as the air circulates around the cave...
“Weird. Hey! Any humans that can turn into dragons in here?”
*... Oh no.*
As his shout echoes through the cave, the walls seem to move... Then... oh gods. Those slick, scaly walls of the cave... that's the creatures body... Behold, in horror, the brilliant green and red Drakon of Camp Half-Blood... It's piercing eyes gaze towards you... curious, as if questioning who would dare challange him...
“Woah! I cannot take that thing.”
It growls, then roars out, eyes a bright yellow... Please make a DC 16 WIS save or be frightened of the Drakon for a minute.
13
Your heart turns to foil, and your resolve begins to melt... There is no way you could fight this thing... You should probably run. Like, now. Before it kills you.
He gasps for breath and exits the cave, panicking.
Acid seeps into the earth around him as he clambers out, and only on exiting does he notice how barren the swampy area of the forest is- all the plants are dead, and no other creatures are stupid enough to tread near the Drakon's lair.
“That. Is. Insane.” He says, breathing in and out.
sThe swamplands surrounding the Drakon's lair remain lilent.
*Nah. Just excited to see you. But also worried about Salem. I’ll PM you. RP?*
*alright!*
8 *Who do you want? Peter is probably going to try and kill the drakons for Ash’s character.*
*Oh dear*
Peter is looking for dragons in the woods.
He finds a trail of large footprints.
He starts to track it. Nature: 11
The tracks seem to lead towards a cave.
He enters the cave, drawing his sword.
The air is heavy, and hot, with the rythmic pulsing of breath, as the air circulates around the cave...
“Weird. Hey! Any humans that can turn into dragons in here?”
*... Oh no.*
As his shout echoes through the cave, the walls seem to move... Then... oh gods. Those slick, scaly walls of the cave... that's the creatures body... Behold, in horror, the brilliant green and red Drakon of Camp Half-Blood... It's piercing eyes gaze towards you... curious, as if questioning who would dare challange him...
“Woah! I cannot take that thing.”
It growls, then roars out, eyes a bright yellow... Please make a DC 16 WIS save or be frightened of the Drakon for a minute.
13
Your heart turns to foil, and your resolve begins to melt... There is no way you could fight this thing... You should probably run. Like, now. Before it kills you.
He gasps for breath and exits the cave, panicking.
Acid seeps into the earth around him as he clambers out, and only on exiting does he notice how barren the swampy area of the forest is- all the plants are dead, and no other creatures are stupid enough to tread near the Drakon's lair.
“That. Is. Insane.” He says, breathing in and out.
sThe swamplands surrounding the Drakon's lair remain lilent.
He heads back to camp, sighing.
Iris is sitting on a log in the forest just outside of camp.
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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.
Peter is standing in the forge, hammering away at his armor, which got broken.
Runt walks over curiously "Woah what happened to your armor?"
“Oh. Hey there. It just got broken when I was fighting some monsters at the edge of the border.”
"Like what? Demons? Giant insects? Dragons?"
“Hydra. There was also one in camp. Gotta get rid of that.”
"2 Hydras wow those confuse me a lot keeping track of 3 to 4 heads and now 2 of them???"
“Yep. Someone’s been letting monsters into camp.”
"Do you think it could be someone in the camp or out the camp?"
“Someone in camp, probably. If you see any monsters, tell me. I fought in the war, I know how to take care of them.”
"Are you sure you can handle it? Do you fight alone?"
“Yeah, I can handle the monsters.”
"You know I think I might have something you'd might like"
“What is it?”
He reaches in his bag and grabs a potion. It's bottle is signed with his name at the bottle. It is this red bubbling potion that he sets on your workbench.
"Drink it and your feel like a beast. It's supposed to make you super strong and forget about any doubts you might had, who knows might be more useful to you than to me"
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Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
Peter is standing in the forge, hammering away at his armor, which got broken.
Runt walks over curiously "Woah what happened to your armor?"
“Oh. Hey there. It just got broken when I was fighting some monsters at the edge of the border.”
"Like what? Demons? Giant insects? Dragons?"
“Hydra. There was also one in camp. Gotta get rid of that.”
"2 Hydras wow those confuse me a lot keeping track of 3 to 4 heads and now 2 of them???"
“Yep. Someone’s been letting monsters into camp.”
"Do you think it could be someone in the camp or out the camp?"
“Someone in camp, probably. If you see any monsters, tell me. I fought in the war, I know how to take care of them.”
"Are you sure you can handle it? Do you fight alone?"
“Yeah, I can handle the monsters.”
"You know I think I might have something you'd might like"
“What is it?”
He reaches in his bag and grabs a potion. It's bottle is signed with his name at the bottle. It is this red bubbling potion that he sets on your workbench.
"Drink it and your feel like a beast. It's supposed to make you super strong and forget about any doubts you might had, who knows might be more useful to you than to me"
“Seems a little dangerous. I’ll use it when I need it most. Thanks… what’s your name again?”
Iris is sitting in front of the Zeus Cabin, playing with Zimos.
Runt waves and walks over
"Hey how are you?"
"Oh! Hey."
She slips Zimos into a jar, and places him into her backpack.
"So... I was wondering... Do you think you might be able to... fireproof something?"
"Fireproof what?"
"A colth bag."
*cloth?*
*SORRY*
"What's it for and why do you need something like that fireproof"
"I would just... like a fireproof bag."
"I might have something in here that might help you..."
He starts rummaging through this large bag he carries around looking for anything that could make something fireproof
"Are you transporting lighter fluid in this bag?"
"Why would you like to know?"
"Just curious... If someone is kind enough to share... thinking out loud over here"
"No, it does not hold lighter fluid."
"A tree? A flower? Leaves?"
"A sentimental piece of wood."
He stops not really knowing what to say "Does it like talk to you and feed you visions at night?"
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Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
"... Do I know you? Do I owe you money? ARe you here to collect the money I owe?"
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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.
Iris is sitting in front of the Zeus Cabin, playing with Zimos.
Runt waves and walks over
"Hey how are you?"
"Oh! Hey."
She slips Zimos into a jar, and places him into her backpack.
"So... I was wondering... Do you think you might be able to... fireproof something?"
"Fireproof what?"
"A colth bag."
*cloth?*
*SORRY*
"What's it for and why do you need something like that fireproof"
"I would just... like a fireproof bag."
"I might have something in here that might help you..."
He starts rummaging through this large bag he carries around looking for anything that could make something fireproof
"Are you transporting lighter fluid in this bag?"
"Why would you like to know?"
"Just curious... If someone is kind enough to share... thinking out loud over here"
"No, it does not hold lighter fluid."
"A tree? A flower? Leaves?"
"A sentimental piece of wood."
He stops not really knowing what to say "Does it like talk to you and feed you visions at night?"
"No...? What?"
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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.
Peter is standing in the forge, hammering away at his armor, which got broken.
Runt walks over curiously "Woah what happened to your armor?"
“Oh. Hey there. It just got broken when I was fighting some monsters at the edge of the border.”
"Like what? Demons? Giant insects? Dragons?"
“Hydra. There was also one in camp. Gotta get rid of that.”
"2 Hydras wow those confuse me a lot keeping track of 3 to 4 heads and now 2 of them???"
“Yep. Someone’s been letting monsters into camp.”
"Do you think it could be someone in the camp or out the camp?"
“Someone in camp, probably. If you see any monsters, tell me. I fought in the war, I know how to take care of them.”
"Are you sure you can handle it? Do you fight alone?"
“Yeah, I can handle the monsters.”
"You know I think I might have something you'd might like"
“What is it?”
He reaches in his bag and grabs a potion. It's bottle is signed with his name at the bottle. It is this red bubbling potion that he sets on your workbench.
"Drink it and your feel like a beast. It's supposed to make you super strong and forget about any doubts you might had, who knows might be more useful to you than to me"
“Seems a little dangerous. I’ll use it when I need it most. Thanks… what’s your name again?”
"Runt, Yours?"
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Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
"... Do I know you? Do I owe you money? ARe you here to collect the money I owe?"
“Oh! No. I don’t think I owe you any money. You just looked like you could use a hand. So could I.”
"... I think you do owe me money."
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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.
"To be honest that's what it sounds like are you sure your not going crazy?"
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Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
"... Do I know you? Do I owe you money? ARe you here to collect the money I owe?"
“Oh! No. I don’t think I owe you any money. You just looked like you could use a hand. So could I.”
"... I think you do owe me money."
“I do not owe you money! Hey, are you one of the insane newbies?”
"Excuse me?! Insane? That's rather rude. Besides, you owe me money."
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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.
“That. Is. Insane.” He says, breathing in and out.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"A tree? A flower? Leaves?"
Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
idk what a extended signature is
“What is it?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
sThe swamplands surrounding the Drakon's lair remain lilent.
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.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
"A sentimental piece of wood."
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.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
He heads back to camp, sighing.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
Iris is sitting on a log in the forest just outside of camp.
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.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
He reaches in his bag and grabs a potion. It's bottle is signed with his name at the bottle. It is this red bubbling potion that he sets on your workbench.
"Drink it and your feel like a beast. It's supposed to make you super strong and forget about any doubts you might had, who knows might be more useful to you than to me"
Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
idk what a extended signature is
“Seems a little dangerous. I’ll use it when I need it most. Thanks… what’s your name again?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*cut with Gonz.*
Peter sits next to Iris, sighing.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
He stops not really knowing what to say "Does it like talk to you and feed you visions at night?"
Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
idk what a extended signature is
"... Do I know you? Do I owe you money? ARe you here to collect the money I owe?"
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.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
"No...? What?"
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.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
"Runt, Yours?"
Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
idk what a extended signature is
“Oh! No. I don’t think I owe you any money. You just looked like you could use a hand. So could I.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*cut with AG.*
”I’m Peter. Unclaimed. Been here six years.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"... I think you do owe me money."
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.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
“I do not owe you money! Hey, are you one of the insane newbies?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*cut with gonz*
"To be honest that's what it sounds like are you sure your not going crazy?"
Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
idk what a extended signature is
"Excuse me?! Insane? That's rather rude. Besides, you owe me money."
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.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives