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Name: Katherine "Katie" Marissa Persian Looks: Katie's hair has grown thin and slightly waved at the ends. Over years of being away from high-class salons, Katie prefers to let her hair grow out, and has let it grown out to the middle of her rib cage in waves of bright sky blue, which is only slightly lighter than her deep eyes that pool together, one half hidden constantly. Half hidden under thick bangs is a creamy complexion of milky white, smooth skin that's a disaster when the disease of blush arrives. It creeps up her neck in a storm of brick red, and settles over her entired, slim face like she's been smashed in the face with tomatoes.
Years of kick boxing and fencing has blessed Kate with a lean dancers' body. She's extremely slim, and can out run just aobut anyone at camp. That's if she doesn't trip over something, with her horrid hand-eye coodrination. But if all else fails, Katie has a sword and a lean, muscular body if needed.
Personality: When Katie's in a bad mood, the whole cabin suffers. She's incredibly hostile to anyone, and snaps at any word directed towards her or around her. When siblings realize that she's in a sour mood, they leave.
But Katie is usually quiet and relaxed. While her siblings bicker, she sits on her bunk, and reads a nature magazine. She's fascinated by tha arts and plants, animals as well. Her siblings constantly mock her for it, but she tries to ignore them, though that doesnt stop her from getting into fights with them sometimes.
Anywhere but the cabin or the forest, Katie is shy and unsure of what to do. In the battle arena, instead of approaching someone and asking them to battle her, she fights an imaginary dragon, killing it everytime. After a few years at Camp Half-Blood, she's grwon a little more courageous, but that's only because her temper's been shorter than usual.
Age: Seventeen
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Other: Katie was born in Arizona, and lived there until she was sent to Camp after being attacked by her teacher, who had been a monster. She had loved the heat, but tended to stay inside pouring over artwork or practicing fencing.
Now, she likes to spend her days outside near nature, but can never tan. She just stays pale as can be, never even burning.
Her weapon is a regular sword, with nothing special to it. It's simple to use, and that what Katie wants; simple. It's not too hard to use, but it's not useless at the same time.
Relationsjip(s):
*Stephen- Katie's boyfriend. They met at a half-blood dance and danced all night.
*Jess- Jess is one of few of Katie's half-sisters. They usually fihgt harshly, and usually can only be calmed with discusson of capture the flag.
*Other siblings- Katie doesn't usually talk to her siblings, but is just as cold with them as they are to her.
Finishing later...
Name: Jessica Noril (Goes by Jess or Jesse; If you call her by her real name, expect to wake up in the infirmary a few days later)Age: 18
Looks: Jess is on the short side, her muscular build making her appear stocky. She may not be the lightest on her feet, but her brutal force is enough to knock most opponants back. She has dark brown, almost black hair with crimson highlights that falls to her shoulders in straight layers. Her wispy bangs cover one of her eyes, but the other is a firey brown. Unable to get a tan or sunburn, her light skin constrasts with her dynamic hairstyle. Full, red lips are normally pulled back into a smirk. She multiple peircings on her ears and one on her naval. Her multiple camp charms hang from a studded, collar necklace.
Personality: Jess is rough and to the point. She hates formalities and wouldn't heasitate to pound you into the ground. Her walk is always agressive, making you think twice before teasing her. Jess's eyes could hold you transfixed while she hacked away. But however mean, she always finds ways to support her cabin. Her cabin mates somehow unlock the personality no one ever sees. She'll never live with defeat. Always expect revenge from this girl.
[After a year:]
Jess has become....well, nicer would be pushing it. A major difference in Jess is that she's learned she can't win all battles. She puts up with people more then she usually did. The growth of the cabin has taught her to realize that not everything can be taken by force. She's developed a crafty and sneaking side. If she can't use her arm muscle, she'll probably trick you into thinking she's right. Oh, and one more thing. Jess hates relationships. She thinks they're weak and distract you from goals in life. She can't understand how two people would go to so much trouble to make each other happy. Nevertheless, she's all for Lucus's girlfriend, contributing his drastic change to her influence.
Other: Jess never knew her mother and never wants to. She depends on her own and wants no one to pity her. Being cabin counsler, she swats aside personal feelings, puting her siblings before herself.
She always carries a silver blade by her side. It's wicked edge is marked with lines, each representing a vanquished foe.
Relationships:
-Siblings: Basically, she only cares about her cabin, and even then, fights with her are an everyday occurance.
-Love life: *scoff* As if. Any guy willing to date Jess is something special.
Name: Renille Orion vo DerrivalleGender: M
Age: 15
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He has a chiseled build to his body, almost as if he were sculpted. His dark brown hair is cut so that it hangs loosly past his ears, and it hangs in strands in front of his warm, chocolate brown eyes. He has a square jaw and a scar running from above his left eye to the side of his nose. A light spray of freckles coats his pale cheeks, but they are hardly noticable.
Personality: He is extremely arrogant, and won't ever admit to being wrong. He claims to have no flaws, but anyone who knows him well enough knows exactly what his weaknesses are. He opens up easily and attatches to people quickly. Hurt him, though, and he'll close up to you forever. He doesn't give second chances, not to anyone.
Other: Renille grew up without any family in an orphanage. He doesn't care to make attatchments to families, just people in particular. He doesn't need a family and makes sure people know this.
name: Joseph Bradley Goldberglooks: short, blonde hair that is in a buzz like a soldier would wear it. HIs eyes are a piercing blue-green that are usually sparked with sarcasm. His arms and chest are well muscled and lean that ripple like waves in battle. He has full llips that draw into a pout. He bears a red, inflamed scar at his hairline
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personality: Joseph is sarcastic, snarky, and is hardly ever serious. HIs temper is very short, and it doen't take much to get him angry enough to break your nose. He's like ice, hard to break into. If you are lucky enough to crack the ice, there's a whole different personality for him. He can be loving and kind, and sweet to the person who sought underneath. Though if you do anything to make him lose his trust, he will close up to you forever. Watch yourself, he will make sure you pay for the harm done to him. Joe is a rule-breaker, and doesn't answer to anyone. Even though he gets his @ss whooped for it, he mouths off to Jess, which causes problems for everyone in the cabin.
age: 16
other: his scar is from his loving father, Ares. THat will be explained later in the RP. He lived with his mother for a time, but ran away when she got into drugs, a satyr brought him here, he is a year-rounder. His weapon of choice is something that he got for his last birthday (November 16). It was mailed to him by one of his friends. It is called a Russian Kindjal and it is always found at his hip, even during sleep.
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Name: Lyndelia
Age: 15
Looks: Lynn or Delia has dirty blond hair which is comes to her chest in waves. Despite its graceful waves, she prefers it off her neck. Her eyes are chocolate brown. Lynn is naturally fair-skinned, but she spends so much time outside her skin normallly keeps a tan. She is thin from her hate for vegetables. Her mother always urged her to eat them, and if she did not eat them she could not eat anything else. Lynn disobeys her mother by eating a little meat now and then. She has dramatic curves in her hips from eating very little. Delia's ears were pierced by a friend, and she keeps them hidden from her mother in case there is a lecture for her mother to go over with her.
Personality: Lynn eats her food just like she fights: aggressively. She is arrogant and will fight anyone who challenges her. When she is angry, she takes it on others. She is too aggressive with her belongings that her mother is constantly replacing her possesions. The only thing that did not break part of the time when she was aggressive with it was her weapons. Often her weapons do break though. She can use about any weapon, but her main weapons are her poisin-tipped sword and her sharp spear. Delia is disobedient and a liar.
Other: Her weapons are javelins, swords, spears, and etc.. Most of her weapons are disposable to her just like her sneakers.[She gets a new pair of sneakers every couple months.]
Age: 15
Looks: Lynn or Delia has dirty blond hair which is comes to her chest in waves. Despite its graceful waves, she prefers it off her neck. Her eyes are chocolate brown. Lynn is naturally fair-skinned, but she spends so much time outside her skin normallly keeps a tan. She is thin from her hate for vegetables. Her mother always urged her to eat them, and if she did not eat them she could not eat anything else. Lynn disobeys her mother by eating a little meat now and then. She has dramatic curves in her hips from eating very little. Delia's ears were pierced by a friend, and she keeps them hidden from her mother in case there is a lecture for her mother to go over with her.
Personality: Lynn eats her food just like she fights: aggressively. She is arrogant and will fight anyone who challenges her. When she is angry, she takes it on others. She is too aggressive with her belongings that her mother is constantly replacing her possesions. The only thing that did not break part of the time when she was aggressive with it was her weapons. Often her weapons do break though. She can use about any weapon, but her main weapons are her poisin-tipped sword and her sharp spear. Delia is disobedient and a liar.
Other: Her weapons are javelins, swords, spears, and etc.. Most of her weapons are disposable to her just like her sneakers.[She gets a new pair of sneakers every couple months.]
Name: Kalista GriffithsDaughter of Ares
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Personality description:
Kalista has serious anger management problems and is easily annoyed and an amazingly hot short temper.
She wouldn’t hesitate to break you jaw and won’t go down without a fight.
Kalista will never admit she’s wrong and when she realizes she can’t win by force…she uses wit, sneakiness and tricks.
Sarcasm is part of her daily language and will scream like a banshee and rage for hours and hours.
The moment a person orders her around, a building hate towards them grows. She hates betrayal and dishonor. In fact her motto is “Death before dishonor”
For those who are lucky enough to earn her trust and friendship, she shows another side, loving, loyal and warm. Although not too loving, because of her warlike nature, she thinks Love is a weakness that is used against you.
Despite her aggressive side, she shows respect for art and literature, enjoys reading war stories like Homer’s Iliad and Virgil’s Aeneid.
Appearance:
Kalista has light brown hair with natural golden highlights till her waist. She is death-like pale but likes it because it looks even more striking against her usual dark clothes.
Her cold blue eyes give away no emotions whatsoever. She has sharp hard features and two piercings on each ear.
She is very tall and has two battle scars, one on her left shoulder and the other across her waist, both generously donated by her not so loving brothers Phobos and Deimos.
Kalista is usually seen wearing combat boots with place for her daggers, black t-shirt and dark combat trousers. She carries most of her weapons on her all the time.
History:
Kalista lived with her mother for 10 years, never knowing who her father was. She got expelled from school for violently fighting and beating up the boys. Her mother sent her to boarding reformatory school to hopefully tame her. She made friends with a boy, who was in fact a satyr sent to safely escort her to Camp Half Blood. One day during gym, her demigod powers kicked in and she accidentally set fire to the basketball hoop because of the force she sent the ball with. The satyr helped her escape, and immediately took her to Camp Half Blood, explaining on the way who she really was. She is now a year rounder.
Weapons:
Kalista has two daggers dipped in deadly poison, which she always keeps in her combat boots,a sword and an electrical spear which she won at a contest which Ares held between her and Phobus and Deimos (this contest is the reason for the scars)
Her father gave her two signature weapons.
The first is a black rose ring that turns into a beautiful shield; Ares gave her this for her 12th birthday and she’s been wearing it everywhere ever since. For her 14th birthday Ares gave her a beautifully made black and silver chakram.
She excels at swordsmanship, knife throwing and archery.
Name: Herrick Tongs
Age: 17
Looks: Herrick has spiky, jet-black hair which look as sharp as the edges of a sword at the ends. Sometimes, fiery highlights appear in his hair, but only when he is in the sun due to the fact that they are very faint.
He has a large nose, which has been the object of teasing even since he was a kid, although the rest of his facial features are 'normal' sized. His eyebrows are large and bushy paired with deep green eyes, that sometimes appear a bluish-green, depending on if the light is hitting it just right.
Herrick is also unusually tall, with a muscular build. Though sometimes it helps to be tall and extremely strong, he is often ridiculed by his peers.
Personality: Although Herrick was the poor tortured boy in the early years of his life, he has grown to be the tough guy that nobody wants to mess with. If somebody even tries to pick a fight with him, he'll knock him out in a second. He hates paying attention and never really does which leaves him out of important information sometimes. He's always right in his mind, and no one can tell him otherwise.
Herrick is an excellent fighter because of his size and his strengths. But, when an opponent comes forth that could be possibly better than him, he is forced to try and win by his wit, which doesn't compare to his fighting. But, he never gives up. Quitting is for losers in his book.
His weakness, though, is when he finds someone he likes. He tends to slowly come back on his war-like nature and show compassion and thoughtfulness. When he cares very deeply for someone, that's when it gets tricky. He always wants to protect them and make sure that they aren't hurt, that he doesn't stay true to himself and eventually has to leave it all behind, his kills him inside.
Other:
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Weapon: Herrick has been taught from a very young age to fight with all weapons from his mother. Although he is skilled in all of the main weapons, his favorite is sword-fighting. He likes getting up-close-and-personal with his enemies and likes to be close to them if he kills them. He feels like only @sses use bows and arrows because their opponent can rarely see them and it's not a fair fight. If it's one thing he hates, it's people who aren't fair.
History: Herrick has lived with his mother ever since he was born, with Ares visiting him every 5 years or so. He believe that Ares visits so much because he believes that Herrick has a great potential to become a great father and to visit his war-like mother. She is the most like Ares and has taught Herrick everything there is to know about war and fighting. He loves her with all his heart, and was reluctant to leave her for Camp Half-Blood, but knows that he will see her once he has glorified his family's name.
Age: 17
Looks: Herrick has spiky, jet-black hair which look as sharp as the edges of a sword at the ends. Sometimes, fiery highlights appear in his hair, but only when he is in the sun due to the fact that they are very faint.
He has a large nose, which has been the object of teasing even since he was a kid, although the rest of his facial features are 'normal' sized. His eyebrows are large and bushy paired with deep green eyes, that sometimes appear a bluish-green, depending on if the light is hitting it just right.
Herrick is also unusually tall, with a muscular build. Though sometimes it helps to be tall and extremely strong, he is often ridiculed by his peers.
Personality: Although Herrick was the poor tortured boy in the early years of his life, he has grown to be the tough guy that nobody wants to mess with. If somebody even tries to pick a fight with him, he'll knock him out in a second. He hates paying attention and never really does which leaves him out of important information sometimes. He's always right in his mind, and no one can tell him otherwise.
Herrick is an excellent fighter because of his size and his strengths. But, when an opponent comes forth that could be possibly better than him, he is forced to try and win by his wit, which doesn't compare to his fighting. But, he never gives up. Quitting is for losers in his book.
His weakness, though, is when he finds someone he likes. He tends to slowly come back on his war-like nature and show compassion and thoughtfulness. When he cares very deeply for someone, that's when it gets tricky. He always wants to protect them and make sure that they aren't hurt, that he doesn't stay true to himself and eventually has to leave it all behind, his kills him inside.
Other:
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Weapon: Herrick has been taught from a very young age to fight with all weapons from his mother. Although he is skilled in all of the main weapons, his favorite is sword-fighting. He likes getting up-close-and-personal with his enemies and likes to be close to them if he kills them. He feels like only @sses use bows and arrows because their opponent can rarely see them and it's not a fair fight. If it's one thing he hates, it's people who aren't fair.
History: Herrick has lived with his mother ever since he was born, with Ares visiting him every 5 years or so. He believe that Ares visits so much because he believes that Herrick has a great potential to become a great father and to visit his war-like mother. She is the most like Ares and has taught Herrick everything there is to know about war and fighting. He loves her with all his heart, and was reluctant to leave her for Camp Half-Blood, but knows that he will see her once he has glorified his family's name.
Name:HaikuGender:M
Age:14
Personality: Haiku is a silent ninja that has no mercy against his enemies and will kill them with no remorse. He is a Master in all ranges of ninjustu (Needs a tiny bit more work on the sword tricks, sliced his cousin in half in an pretend sword fight.) Since his entire family was wiped out by an enemy army of samurai, Haiku has no respect and does not care for the health of his colleges. Haiku doesn't have any friends, because he is afraid he will lose them like his family, but, on rare occasions, make acquaintances but not any thing close to friends.
Appearance: Haiku has shoulder length, spiky black hair that gives him an almost feminine look (he's NOT gay.) Haiku has a long, scabby burn from the corner of his eye to his cheekbone that he hides with a off white mask with a red curse mark that resembles a flame on the exact same spot were the burn is. He has a lean build of muscle and is very athletic, training in the forest away from his village. He wears A black sleeveless shirt with a silver trim, and black poofy pants with a covering that surround his legs except the front.
Weapon: Haiku has a long skinny pouch on his pants the hold about 60 needles. These needles are so thin and sharp that at almost every angle, their practically invisible. They are also so sharp they can cut through your skin and muscle and even bone. He also has a bladed ring. It's like a silver metal hula-hoop that has three integrate blades that are placed in a triangle formation. He names it the Eirrsain Drossle ( Eirrsain means "choke and Drossle means "hurl")
Crush: None.
Others: His life story is lost to history.
He also Has a painting gift that Apollo blessed him with.
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Name: Storm BloodBladeAge: 16
Gender: m
Appearance: http://i.fanpix.net/images/orig/v/1/v...
Personality: He is fun loving, creative and has a very simple philosophy in life. He just believes you should live your life like you want, and everything happens for a reason. Storm cares too much sometimes about the people close to him. He doesn't wanna hurt anyone. Sometimes he gets all riled up and bloodthirsty in a battle so he tries to restrain himself and avoids battles with other people if nessasary.
Powers: he can summon his two swords which were a gift from Ares. They are identical and look like this:
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They absorb his aura and help him fight. He can be fast, and like all Ares kids are natural born fighters.
History: his mother died when he was younger who he really loved. He sometimes cares too much about others he's close to.
Name: Lucas Ashton Cromwell
Age 17 (Born February 13th)
Looks: Built like a Grecian war hero, Lucas stands with an undeniable air of authority that can only be achieved by a man of his impressive height. Years of hard work and training have him sculpted and muscular, a trait all too familiar with the camp. Dark hair comes down over his forehead, a mass of glossy curls. His eyes never settle on a specific colour but look hazel more often than not; they convey a taste of mischief and slight cockiness.
The famous pout.
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Made for the camera.
He's watching you...
Personality and History: Born in Maine to a small but fairly wealthy family, Lucas grew up in a relatively normal home. He was cared for by his mother Marie Cromwell, who’d had a romantic relationship with Ares and ended up with a baby boy at the age of eighteen. Unable to raise a baby on her own at this age, Marie moved back in with her father. Grandfather Cromwell played a fatherly role in Lucas’ life, and so the boy wasn’t very affected by Ares’ absence. Growing up, Lucas was closer to his Granddad than Marie, and they did everything together.
Life was easy up until the one tragic day a dragon showed up to terrorize the Mainers. At this time young Lucas had left for school, and the beast attacked his mother and grandfather while they were grocery shopping. Granddad was killed by the dragon, while Lucas’ mother got away with moderate injuries. Marie came home late at night, to the relief her scared and confused son. Marie struggled to get him to understand that his beloved Granddad was gone, and after that Lucas became nothing but trouble. And the older he became, the worse his behavioural problems got. Marie dealt with it out of guilt. Into his pre-teen years, Lucas was positively unbearable, and his mother threatened to kick him out if he didn’t improve his attitude. The next day, he was gone. It was not long before a satyr found the demigod and took him to Camp Half-Blood, explaining to him along the way that he was son of an ancient Greek god. Lucas reluctantly followed the goat-man, but only because he had nowhere else to go. He was given the normal camp introduction and welcome, then put into the Hera cabin.
At this time a lot of the Ares campers were about the age where they were going to leave soon. Lucas found the experienced warriors a wonder to watch and spent a majority of his time at the battle arena. Ares claimed Lucas a few months after he turned eleven, much to the boy’s delight. He was an exceptionally good fighter, and only became better with each practice session, until he was the cabin’s fighting prodigy.
For his twelfth birthday Lucas was given a spear with a tip that glowed red and hot, fatal to anything it had contact with. It was his pride and joy. Such skill eventually got to his already cocky head, and Lucas became impossibly arrogant. And feared. Only a complete fool would cross him, for he’d established his reputation as a bully. As well as an attractive member of Camp Half-Blood to the girls, which only boosted his ego.
This went on for years, until the day Lucas’ arrow nearly struck the head of a daughter of Hebe. Myra Montpellier. After a summer with her, he changed drastically. Lucas is still a skilled and swift member of his cabin, though he is not an arrogant jerk or a total bully. He’s developed a sort of endearing sarcastic sense of humour and roguish charm. This doesn’t mean that he can’t still beat someone into a pathetic pulp, so you’re better off on his good side.
Other: Lucas has come to good terms with his mother recently, and now returns home to Caribou, Maine for the year.
Weapon: A modified, bronze replica of his old spear (destroyed in a battle against a bronze bull), adorned with magnificent scenes of battle and war on the handle. The tip burns as the last did, and the weapon easily turns into a wicked shark-tooth necklace for portability. A gift from Myra, and his most prized possession.
Relationships
Myra. Probably the only one who has seen Lucas’ genuine soft side, and the source of his attitude adjustment. Lucas was tough on her at first, but he’s grown to appreciate and love Myra.
Age 17 (Born February 13th)
Looks: Built like a Grecian war hero, Lucas stands with an undeniable air of authority that can only be achieved by a man of his impressive height. Years of hard work and training have him sculpted and muscular, a trait all too familiar with the camp. Dark hair comes down over his forehead, a mass of glossy curls. His eyes never settle on a specific colour but look hazel more often than not; they convey a taste of mischief and slight cockiness.
The famous pout.
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Made for the camera.
He's watching you...
Personality and History: Born in Maine to a small but fairly wealthy family, Lucas grew up in a relatively normal home. He was cared for by his mother Marie Cromwell, who’d had a romantic relationship with Ares and ended up with a baby boy at the age of eighteen. Unable to raise a baby on her own at this age, Marie moved back in with her father. Grandfather Cromwell played a fatherly role in Lucas’ life, and so the boy wasn’t very affected by Ares’ absence. Growing up, Lucas was closer to his Granddad than Marie, and they did everything together.
Life was easy up until the one tragic day a dragon showed up to terrorize the Mainers. At this time young Lucas had left for school, and the beast attacked his mother and grandfather while they were grocery shopping. Granddad was killed by the dragon, while Lucas’ mother got away with moderate injuries. Marie came home late at night, to the relief her scared and confused son. Marie struggled to get him to understand that his beloved Granddad was gone, and after that Lucas became nothing but trouble. And the older he became, the worse his behavioural problems got. Marie dealt with it out of guilt. Into his pre-teen years, Lucas was positively unbearable, and his mother threatened to kick him out if he didn’t improve his attitude. The next day, he was gone. It was not long before a satyr found the demigod and took him to Camp Half-Blood, explaining to him along the way that he was son of an ancient Greek god. Lucas reluctantly followed the goat-man, but only because he had nowhere else to go. He was given the normal camp introduction and welcome, then put into the Hera cabin.
At this time a lot of the Ares campers were about the age where they were going to leave soon. Lucas found the experienced warriors a wonder to watch and spent a majority of his time at the battle arena. Ares claimed Lucas a few months after he turned eleven, much to the boy’s delight. He was an exceptionally good fighter, and only became better with each practice session, until he was the cabin’s fighting prodigy.
For his twelfth birthday Lucas was given a spear with a tip that glowed red and hot, fatal to anything it had contact with. It was his pride and joy. Such skill eventually got to his already cocky head, and Lucas became impossibly arrogant. And feared. Only a complete fool would cross him, for he’d established his reputation as a bully. As well as an attractive member of Camp Half-Blood to the girls, which only boosted his ego.
This went on for years, until the day Lucas’ arrow nearly struck the head of a daughter of Hebe. Myra Montpellier. After a summer with her, he changed drastically. Lucas is still a skilled and swift member of his cabin, though he is not an arrogant jerk or a total bully. He’s developed a sort of endearing sarcastic sense of humour and roguish charm. This doesn’t mean that he can’t still beat someone into a pathetic pulp, so you’re better off on his good side.
Other: Lucas has come to good terms with his mother recently, and now returns home to Caribou, Maine for the year.
Weapon: A modified, bronze replica of his old spear (destroyed in a battle against a bronze bull), adorned with magnificent scenes of battle and war on the handle. The tip burns as the last did, and the weapon easily turns into a wicked shark-tooth necklace for portability. A gift from Myra, and his most prized possession.
Relationships
Myra. Probably the only one who has seen Lucas’ genuine soft side, and the source of his attitude adjustment. Lucas was tough on her at first, but he’s grown to appreciate and love Myra.
Name: West HawkAge: 16
Appearance:She has long, straight, black hair that shines a navy blue in the sunlight. Her eyes are like cold onyx stones, daring you defy her everyword, yet telling you not to push her anger point. She has a russet color of skin, looking beautiful in maroon and reds. She always wears black and some form of the color red. On rare occasions, like the remberance of a dear one, she will wear creme or white. She has sharp features, yet they are kind and soft when she smiles so lovingly.
Personality/History: Unknown. Shown up at camp without a memory.
Her actual history is cold and twisted. West had a gift of flames and chaos. West was born in a poor faimly in West Virginia. Her mother, Lydia Hawk, died only when West was 5 years old due to a monster. Lydia Hawk was a daughter of Hephatesus before her death, having the gift of flames, and she passed it to her daughter, West. She lived with her phycotic grandmother, Nana Lee, till she was 9 years old. After that, she ran off and lived with a couple others till they died. She lived with 2 girls and a guy. All of them died except for West and another girl named Aura Lee. That is the most recent occurance in the past 6 months that has altered her way of life.
West has an independent way of life, always wanting to rely on herself. She has lived on her own for many years. West hates to make friends, but when she does, she wants nothing to scar them. Mainly because every friend she had, left her in the form of death. She is grouchy, hating almost all forms of life in fear she will hurt them with her flames her mother passed down.
Weakness: Loyalty, Anger, Values
Strenghts: Able to fight alone, Values, Loyalties
Relationships: Most Favorite sibling is males.
Name: Nari LecorenoGender: Female
Age: 14
Looks:
She has curly chestnut-brown hair and beautiful green eyes. She has long lashes, too covering her beautiful eyes. Her green eyes can be blazing with rage now and the next second they would be calm. Her chestnut - brown hair always shines brightly when the sun's rays are laying on it. Her lightly tanned skin stays always tanned even in winter.
Personality: She is very beautiful and smart. She is actually a very nice person when you get to know her. But if you don't know her, she will seem beautiful and dangerous to you. She likes weapons, all kinds of weapons to fight with and make some panic as well as fear. When you see her in action, you will be truly amazed and at the same time really scared. She is very mad inside and by fighting she tries to cool it off. She is mad on her father that he left her mother and herself. She fights anybody who is very annoying or person just wants to fight.
History: Before she came to camp, she was the best fighter and could fight with any weapon at all. She knew how to fight, because her aunt was ex-assassin and just to be sure that she is safe, her aunt taught her everything she knew. All now modern technology: guns, knives, bayonets and more. Sadly her mother died after she gave birth to her. Her aunt told her about her mother that she was brave, beautiful, kind, smart and strong woman. She told her stories about them when they were children. But the When she came there, her started to train harder. She lived with her aunt and her aunt didn't knew that she was demigod. And Nori wants to keep that way.
Other: She just came to the camp.
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Name: Grant RobertsAge: 17
Gender: Male
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Personality:Grant is quite intelligent and quick-witted, capable of deducing things and coming up with clever plans based on a small amount of information. He is most of the time a loner, but if given the chance, he will be the most loyal friend. Given his traumatic past, he is quite optimistic, always seeing the best in everyone. He believed that no matter how much evil there is in a person, they should all deserve a second chance. He loves a good duel once and a while and is very protective of the ones he loves and his fellow demigods.
History:When he was born, his mother passed shortly on due to a high blood loss. He was raised by his mother's only sibling, her brother, who was a extreme alcoholic. Having been drunk most of the day and all night and a retired boxer, his uncle would use his state to torture the young boy when he wasn't obedient. Grant's abusive uncle beat his nephew daily, even if he didn't do anything. Over the years, Grant became more and more efficient with his fighting and could sometimes defeat his uncle in his drunken state. This made Grant to grow up and to learn to harden his heart and to show no emotions. On one day, Grant could take it no more and retaliated, almost killing his uncle. The thought of murdering even his deranged uncle horrified Grant, so he ran away from his hometown of Birdsall, New York. Tired and hungry, he stumbled across the border of Camp Half-Blood. He has lived in Camp Half-Blood since he was fourteen, when he ran away.
Other: He owns a ring that used to belong to his mother. He received this ring as well as all of her belongings on his tenth birthday, when he went to visit what was supposed to be his home. (Picture: Ares Ring of Courage)
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(Hey, I would like to put him in a relationship with someone, so if anyone wants to...:D)
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