Yes. You read that right. Greece has fallen...or at least the camp that has catered to Greek demigods for over three millennia has fallen. Camp Half-Blood had a traitor in their midst. A traitor with powerful allies who quickly burned the camp to the ground. Some were lost, some killed, and the rest who remained began the long trek across the country to the only place where they might be safe: Camp Jupiter.
Chiron banded what campers they had left, told them of the other camp and sent word to Camp Jupiter pleading for shelter. Chaos now threatens the camp daily with the arrival of new Greek campers to this foreign camp. This camp with strange customs and rules. While on the Roman end the Praetors are forced to hold up a balancing act of providing sanctuary while also trying to find the traitor before their home suffers the same fate as Camp Half-Blood.
New alliances are forged, new enemies are made, and these two worlds have to find some way to work together for the future of them all. Which side are you on? Which position will you take? It's time to jump in the fray because Greece has fallen.
ANNOUNCEMENT
Welcome to our site! We are so glad you are here my friend. Pull up a seat, set your weapons down and let's chat. We are a non-canon, percy jackson RP site based in Camp Jupiter. Both Greek and Roman demigods allowed. Legacies are limited. We have a very small word requirement for posting and we're pretty relaxed around here. We like drama but not the RL kind so keep this place nice and friendly. If you've got questions don't hesitate to ask!
GHF is the product of the mind of Addi; inspired by the percy jackson and heroes of olympus series by rick riordian. this is a work of fiction. names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. several beautiful remodels (including mini profile, profile) were designed by deltra of gangnam style and edited by Haya to fit the site's concept and needs. most images and gifs used for the skin are taken from assassins creed, the percy jackson movies and various google finds. all contents are copyright to their original owners. all characters belong to their original creators, and may not be used or replicated without permission. all images are copyright to their original owners. if you see an image/gif which is yours and you would like us to specifically credit you or remove it please do not hesitate to let us know in the cbox with a link.
[attr="class","THREAD11CONTENT"] One of the reasons Sam preferred training on the Fields of Mars rather than the Ludus Magnus, their arena, was because he needed the space and it was by far safer for other campers in case his powers went a little astray. There was enough chaos since the arrival of the Greeks so there was no need for him to accidentally wipe out his fellow demigods by either frying them or sending them flying into oblivion.
The Fields of Mars were abandoned and empty, thank the gods. He couldn’t have bothered to find somewhere else to train. He dropped a variety of training weapons on the grass as well as a small duffel bag filled with water and cereal bars in case he needed a quick energy boost. Dipping his head back he looked at the sky, no clouds hovering above him in his father’s realm. As much as he liked the forever-summer weather inside Camp Jupiter sometimes he wished for a storm or just plain rain to use an amplifier for his powers.
Sam always felt a little down, more tired and exhausted being stuck in this perfect weather limbo. Some days he would just sneak out, either through the tunnel or the woods, to get through the wards and right into a storm. Other kids were usually afraid of thunder and lightning but he loved it, loved the sound of heavy rain slamming into the windows, thunder crashing between the thick, dark clouds. Those days he was often to be found outside, standing in the middle of it all in just a t-shirt and shorts but he welcomed it, knew it was somehow a part of him.
He gave it a small shrug. There was nothing to be done and he wasn’t feeling like wasting his energy on calling up a mild storm which would also get him into lots of trouble with his centurions and praetors. So he picked up one of the training spathas will dull blades, positioned his feet, and struck. Once, twice. A small gust of wind accompanied each swing as the blade moved through the air. He was only warming up as he was supposed to meet his sister for a training session.
Perfecting technique was almost like meditating. When he heard the shuffle of feet behind him it almost took him too long for his liking to notice, but nevertheless, he noticed. The corners of his lips turned up into a smirk and he promptly turned around, dull blade held out in front of him, its tip pointing right at the blonde he was waiting for.
Estelle had nearly forgotten about training with Sam. Then again she had been relaxing by the little Tiber only to nearly get shot with an arrow. Not the best ending to what was a relaxing moment. Then she had to sprint all the way back to he barracks for her things. Today certainly wasn't going as she had planned. Though finally she was headed to the Field of Mars. She could already see Sam getting a head start.
Though if there was agreeance the two children of Jupiter shared was the love for storms. Maybe she could convince him to go out of the barrier with her during one. She doubted he would have any objections. It was certainly worth the ask. Of course growing up she had enjoyed storms. She remembered nights she would curl up by the window seat of her home and watch the lightning and the rain on the window. It was always soothing to her. It wasn't until she learned who her father was that she learned to understand why she had been drawn to storms.
Though that was the past. She was definitely running late, a lot later than she had hoped. Rarely was she late, in fact most times she was early. Though today she had her own reasons for being late. Estelle stopped dead in her tracks as Sam pointed the blade at her. With her free hand not clutching her bag she pushed the blade to the side carefully.
"Well now that's not how you greet a sister" she said with a laugh, "but yes I can explain why I was late. Almost got shot with an arrow by Kadence". Stepping past him she tossed her back next to his. She pulled her hair back into a quick ponytail. She retrieved her own dull Spatha and twirled it in her hand for a moment. "Let's not waste anytime...but I definitely suggest the next storm we sneak out and train out there. Could be interesting when we both are at our best" she suggested with a smile. "Maybe then you will actually be able to beat me," she taunted.
[attr="class","THREAD11CONTENT"] Sam didn’t put in any resistance when she pushed the dull blade aside. He let it hang in the air for a minute before dropping it, point poking the soft grass on the field. He responded with a small shrug, his lips curling up into a carefree smile. "It surely is when said sister is late for her training session." Her next statement had him raise his eyebrows at her as he leaned on the top of the hilt of his sword, using it as some sort of pillar. "You alright?" he asked, the faintest hint of worry in his voice. Despite their age being the same he still felt like the older brother, and worrying about his siblings was his duty.
He watched her with curious eyes as she put her hair into a ponytail, pulling out his blade from the ground and wiping off the bit of dirt that stuck on the tip of his pants. A wave of almost unrecognizable sadness washed over his face for a brief moment at the mention of storms. “Unfortunately, the weather report says no storms or even rain for the next two weeks," he announced, a small sigh escaping his lips. "Guess we have to offer our dad a prayer."
The son of Jupiter gave his sword a similar twist with his wrist, adding a little strength of wind into it, making his t-shirt and the grass around him shift slightly as it got hit by the gust of air. He positioned his feet, hazel eyes fixing on his sister’s face while he watched her every move. "Ha," he laughed at her taunt. "In your dreams." And with that he got into a defensive stance and held up his free hand, palms up, gesturing in a come at me motion. "Ladies first."
Estelle gave a light shrug to him at a response to his comment. Though she picked up on his sudden concern as a result to her reasoning. "Oh yeah..I am fine it missed me by a few inches. It was a simple accident" she said to him. She was glad to have Sam. He was indeed the brother she never had growing up. She was an only child so when she arrived at Camp Jupiter she wasn't used to having siblings. It was a change but was surely a welcome one. Especially because she loved hanging out and sparring with Sam. He just seemed easy to talk to.
When she faced him and felt the similar sadness to that there were no storms in the forecast. She wasn't sure how much longer she could handle all this nice weather without going stir crazy. It almost made her tempted to summon a storm herself but certainly that would cost more energy that it was worth to do. Couldn't enjoy a storm if she was too exhausted from creating it. "Well that certainly sucks...it has been too long. And a prayer to dad doesn't sound like too much of a bad idea" she said.
Estelle watched as he played with the wind as he twirled his sword. She was half tempted to try her flight abilities. Of course she was still getting the hang of it. She couldn't get that far and maintain it for extended periods of time. Though she had been practicing with combining it with a few maneuvers for attacks. Though at least four times she failed the landings and found herself landing on the ground rather roughly. It was all a learning process. One couldn't learn without trying. Estelle gave a soft laugh, "We will see about that...I have been working on some new moves" she said.
Estelle got in a quick stance and raised her sword. Though she held a playful smile on her lips, her grey eyes were filled with determination and focus. She circled him carefully watching him and planning her moves mentally and quickly. Downside to sparring often was they often learned to read each others moves. Knowing how the other would defend or attack. Estelle often tried switching up her plan action. This time was no different. She charged quickly and moved to strike right before simply pivoting and striking left. The playful smile fading the moment she charged.
[attr="class","THREAD11CONTENT"] Sam tried to remember if Kade ever mentioned harboring a grudge against his half-sister but he couldn’t think of anything the like. Not only wasn’t Kade the type to harbor grudges or be mad at others in general but he also would know if there had been issues between them. Knowing the daughter of Apollo well enough getting told it was a mere accident made a lot of sense. He shrugged, lowering the dull blade. "Well, I guess as long as you’re still in one piece," he joked softly, pretending to give Estelle a once over as in making sure she was indeed in one piece.
"Would hate to have one sibling less to train with considering Morrigan barely has time." His gaze wandered skyward as the two of them talked about the weather or the lack of it. The son of Jupiter pointed his sword at the sky, fixating on a passing white cloud. "Dear father Jupiter Optimus Maximus, lord of the sky, the almighty king of the gods. Spare your children a minute of your precious time and send them a storm packed with thunder and lightning," Sam called out towards the sky, paused for a few seconds before he dropped his hand holding the weapon, and then shrugged. It was worth a try.
One dark eyebrow shot up as she told him about having worked on some new moves but he didn’t comment on it just yet. Wary and careful eyes observed her movements, mimicking her stance and steps as she started circling around him. The corners of his lips curled up into a calculating but devious smirk, expectancy visible. Sam swiftly side-stepped her first attempt to strike, then stepped into her second attempt on the other side while she turned. He held his blade with the handle facing up and blocked her attack, not yet putting too much strength into the block. "I stole some moves from Jax. You're not the only innovative one, sis." With more strength he called upon some wind and added the secondary strength into the push as he shoved forward.
Estelle couldn't help at a smile at his comment. "I don't plan on going anywhere anytime soon, besides you would miss me too much" she said with a light laugh. Despite taking training seriously she knew when to have a little fun. A person would get very little from life going around being serious 24/7. Besides it was a friendly spar. Though she would join Sam in asking for some storms. She could certainly use the recharge of it energy. She figured maybe later she would head to the temple to ask formerly. If their attempts worked it would certainly be worth it.
She shook her head watching him smirk as they waited for the first to make a move. As their swords clashed with a loud ring of mental she looked at him and smiled playfully. Though she couldn't help but laugh as he claimed to steal moves from Jax, "What unable to make any yourself?" she teased. She pushed back with some wind as he pushed forward. Though in an effort to break the block she pushed forward with a little more wind but pulled away with a jump back. Estelle would back away from where their blades locked and made an attempt to plan her next plan of action. She could easily try out the new move or wait a moment longer.
To carry out her move it would take some perfect timing to ensure she didn't move to slow and let him catch her. Besides there was still that chance the move could fail and she falls straight into the dirt. For her sake and the fact she didn't want to embarrass herself she was planning on using that last, unless a good time presented itself. In the mean time she charged back at him swing her sword low and pushing it forward with some wind.
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GHF is the product of the mind of addi; inspired by the percy jackson and heroes of olympus series by rick riordian.
this is a work of fiction. names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
several beautiful remodels (including mini profile, profile) were designed by deltra of gangnam style and edited by haya to fit the site's concept and needs.
most images and gifs used for the skin are taken from assassins creed, the percy jackson movies and various google finds.
all contents are copyright to their original owners. all characters belong to their original creators, and may not be used or replicated without permission. all images are copyright to their original owners.
if you see an image/gif which is yours and you would like us to specifically credit you or remove it please do not hesitate to let us know in the cbox with a link.
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