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.
It was early evening and Stella had sometime before she needed to actually get going to be in time for dinner. The barracks of the fourth cohort weren't all too busy which was definitely nice. Figuring she would use this time of relative peace she would pull out a candle and simply light it. What better time time practice her magic than when it wasn't chaotic in here.
Stella had known about her magic from a young age. She had accidently exploded a vase in her room after waking from a nightmare. At first she feared her new found powers and was terrified of hurting someone. Though in time as she learned to control it she became more and confident with what she could do. Simply manipulating fire was an easy task. It was when she worked with shadows that things got a bit harder for her.
Her dark hair was left down but pushed back with a few pins so it stayed out of her face. She focused on the flame that was burning. She cause the flame to grow slightly and moved it so it settled in the palm of her hands. She knew better than to be careful with what she did. Fire inside wasn't exactly the safest thing.
Another night, another prowl across the massive Camp Jupiter. After all, this was way bigger than the grounds for Half Blood back east, and Erik Flynn needed an opportunity to figure out the best holes, secret entrances, side alleys and much, much more if he was gonna compete with those Mercury kids. In fact, this early evening walk had him investigating an area around the Fourth Cohort's barracks; perhaps not the safest place for a child of the god of thieves to be...
But what's a little risk to a demigod?
Peeking through a nearby window, Erik found himself watching a girl, roughly his age or a bit younger, attempting to control a flame... with her hand. No matches, no torch, just pure hand skills. Or was it magic? Could be either, with the Cohorts being all mixed, you never really know who's the kid of who. Erik watched her gently move the fire to both of her hands, staring deeply into it. Wait, was this kind of creepy? It definitely was suspicious. Well...
Time to introduce himself, he supposed.
Stella, in a matter of seconds, would feel a sudden gust of wind come by from nowhere, and now suddenly there was a decently dressed young man (as in, dress coat over the orange t-shirt), sitting in a backwards chair, resting his arms on the top, breathing rather heavily. He panted for a few moments, raising a finger before he could get his breath back.
"...Ah, much... better. Now, excuse me, miss, but I couldn't help but see your incredible pyrokinesis from a window as I passed by, and I was wondering if you'd be interested in a... sort of job offer? You'd be rolling in denarii and drachma should you accept."
Stella instinctively extinguished the fire the moment the gust of wind passed and she spotted the boy standing before her. Her emerald green gaze was now locked on him. Her certainly didn't belong in the fourth cohort. She sat up straighter ready to react if necessary. She had intention of fighting unless she was threatened. Of course with her magic she could of sent him out of the barracks immediately if that was what she desired to do. Yet a curious look was in her green eyes. Why had he gone through all the trouble to sneak in when he could of simply walked in the door.
She heard him out and it immediately created questions. He didn't know her or what she was capable of. For all he knew he was talking to a Centurion and he wouldn't have known. Plus to have seen her using her abilities would have meant he was watching her and she wasn't all too sure how she felt about that either. Plus what was this job and why should she trust him. She leaned forward pushing a strand of dark hair from out of her face.
"Well first I don't just mess with fire and use my abilities for strangers. I do not know me and nor do I know you. It makes me wonder why you were watching me and then continue to sneak in here. That also raises a questions of what this job entails. You can not expect one to agree for the price of some drachmae or denarii."
She had no use for money really. Besides she was rather suspicious of what he wanted from her. Raising a hand and created a ball of shadows and then manipulated it into a ball of light. As quickly as she summoned it she closed her hand and it vanished into nothing. She used her abilities to aid the camp not harm them.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Erik Flynn
"Ah yes! I suppose we can start at the best place to start for all job offers; introductions."
An extended hand, although the young blonde didn't expect the handshake to be returned. After a moment, he would awkwardly (or pretend awkwardly) move his arm back, laughing a bit sheepishly. "Ahem, the name's Erik Flynn! Lucky son of Hermes, Greek Refuge, and your future employer. Potentially. Pleased to meet you, Centurion." A bit of a faux-bow was attempted, albeit with the chair the way it was, it was stiff and cut very short.
"Ah, an interviewee with questions and concerns! Just the initiative I was looking for in my future position. See, Miss, my brothers and sisters here-"
Erik watched as Stella would show off a bit more of her skillset; an orb of darkness, and an orb of light, before they dispersed with little effort. Erik grinned, pointing wildly and muttering, "That's it, that's perfect, oh they'll love that!"
A moment of awkward silence.
"...Ahem."
Erik adjusted his suit jacket and continued. "See, I've been assigned to deal with a difficult... issue, we'll say. And while my skills can normally more than handle it on my own, this year it needs a bit less... subtlety. It needs panache, a bit of excitement, a dash of danger!"
A gentle point at Stella. "That's why I need you, magic maestro! Your skill with flames, orbs of dark and light, they fit in perfect with my master scheme, I mean plan! It'll solve the issue handily and the Greeks will owe you Romans another major favor... Which might be something your Praetors may want to cash in on at some point."
Stella's gaze was locked on the person before her that she would learn was Erik. She ignored his offer for a handshake. She had assumed earlier he was a Greek and he had confirmed her suspicions. Of course he addressed who he was and why he was here but didn't address the reason for watching her. "Well lets get things straight here. I am a legionnaire not a Centurion. And don't call me Miss, my name is Stella" she told him sternly. Her green gaze never wavered from watching him. Mostly out of caution.
He wasn't very specific on this whole plan of his and that made her question him even more. "For someone who wants help you really make yourself look suspicious. You can not expect me to use my abilities without knowing the real plan. I don't use them for fun and games. Some magic is dangerous and even deadly. Magic is no toy, even though it looks fun" she said.
The more he talked the more hesitant she became. The simple slip up of his words, or the fact he didn't tell her the actual plan only the reasoning behind it. It made her wonder what he was actually planning. She had no intention of getting herself in trouble for some Greek kid. He said he was capable of handling situations.
"I won't say I am in until I know his plan and not some vague answer of a plan. What is this issue and why does it need me? You really don't know what I am capable of doing..." she told him carefully. She had every reason to be cautious. If it involved using her abilities for another's gain she would not do it.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Erik Flynn
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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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