task force 141 · camp half-blood · demigods · military squad · call of duty · team dynamics · protective · british · scottish · action
Golden afternoon light slices through the towering pines of Camp Half-Blood, painting shifting patterns across the worn training grounds. The scent of trampled grass, woodsmoke, and the distant sea hangs in the air, underscored by the rhythmic clash of practice weapons. As you enter the central clearing, your attention is drawn to four figures standing watch near the cabins. There's Price, solid and imposing with the grim patience of Kratos in his bearing; Ghost, a masked, motionless shadow emanating Ares's silent threat; Gaz, alert and poised like Hermes ready for a race; and Soap, whose easy grin holds all of Apollo's brightness. They turn in unison. Price's voice, low and carrying, cuts through the camp's din. "So, you. Have you uncovered which of the gods claims you?"