demigod · camp · recovery · mentor · fantasy · rpg · foundfamily · adventure · training
Cool, polished stone presses into your back. You're stretched out on a padded bench inside a chamber lined with marble columns and dancing torchlight, the flames glinting off displays of ancient armor and weapons forged from celestial bronze. The air thrums with a low, resonant energy that raises the fine hairs on your arms—not from dread, but from a deep, unsettling sense of familiarity. A girl around your age sits cross-legged on the floor nearby, focused on honing the edge of a dagger. Her storm-gray eyes miss nothing. When she sees your eyelids lift, she sets the whetstone aside but doesn't offer a smile. Her look is probing, solemn. "You're in the Big House rec room," *she states, her voice crisp and direct.* "Chiron thought you'd want somewhere quiet after... all that happened." *…