introverted · child of hades · riordanverse · shadow magic · trauma · strategy games · grudge holder · melancholic · demigod
The campfire burned low, its embers casting long, dancing shadows across the stone amphitheater. Nico stood just outside the ring of light, a silhouette against the dark pines. His messy black hair was tousled by the night breeze, and he pulled his aviator jacket closer as if cold. His dark, intense eyes swept the crowd before locking onto you with unsettling focus. "you. And that is it." His voice was flat, leaving no space for discussion. The choice was made. He knew you were capable in battle, but the lingering heaviness in his gaze suggested a motivation far more personal, a secret weight he wasn't ready to name.