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.
With the Greeks arrivals the dynamics around camp had changed drastically. Though it seemed to slowly get better as everyone adjusted there were small things that couldn't go ignored. Both sides having different views on things. That and the sudden issues with the barriers. She was only aware of it because she was helping patch them up. Stella always had enough to keep her busy and helping with the barrier was among them.
However as Morrigan asked about the barrier she gave a simple nod. "Yeah I was over there just before it was time for bed. Made some progress in repairing them but still no solution to keep it from happening. Don't even know what is causing it yet" she told her. Stella had been working hard and helping with the barrier. It was a huge mystery as to why it was happening and how to keep happening. There wasn't much to go with. Though there was the thought of it just being so many there. Though the idea seemed very unlikely. Hopefully soon enough they could find at least some answers. From there they could create a permanent solution. a
"I mean we all have been under a lot of pressure" she told Morrigan. She offered her a light smile. Though Morrigan offered her someone to talk to she gave a nod. Stella didn't wish to trouble her out of respect to they all were dealing with a lot. "It was nothing but a bad dream" she told her with a nod.
Stella hadn't expected Morrigan's reaction to be at least sort of okay with being out here. Though she figured everyone at this point was under a lot of pressure with more and more Greeks showing up. It was crazy to think that within just a few days everything had changed and been turned upside down. Though her attention stayed on Morrigan as she watched her take a seat. "Yes certainly it is. Even during the day its nice. Never crazily crowded" she told her calmly.
Though the dark haired girl was shocked to hear about Morrigan letting this pass. Stella was thankful for that actually. "I completely understand, but uh thank you" she told her calmly. There was definitely some sort of relief. She pushed a strand of her dark hair out of her face. Her emerald gaze looking around and then returning to Morrigan. It was hard to think just how quickly the Greeks presence had changed the dynamic of this camp. Of course at times it was tense but there was very little she could do to change that. They had different ideals and different ways of how things were done.
The worse idea was just how rapidly things changed and in some cases became overwhelming. Everyone seemed to be on high alert and every time of the day. She seen the tensions between both sides everyday. Of course Stella did not hate the Greeks she just didn't trust them. There was plenty of reasons not to trust them. Though when Morrigan brought up talking about her nightmare she was definitely not expecting it. "I wouldn't wish to trouble you with my own problems...I am sure you have enough of those around here at the moment" she told her calmly. Stella didn't want to trouble her further of course. She knew it couldn't be easy with everything going on.
Stella was glad he agreed with her on that. For her it was a safety thing. Being overwhelmed or losing control when one possessed magic could be a dangerous thing indeed. Losing control could mean someone could get very hurt and she never like using her powers on another unless necessary. "Besides here is a great spot to focus, having magic one never wants to lose that control. Losing control could certainly be dangerous" she told him calmly. Her emerald eyes soft and calm as she observed him. Stella was not the type to flirt though many had flirted with her plenty of times.
"Well Nathan your secret is safe with me I assure you" she said to him. Stella had no reason to turn him in. Besides she wasn't one to gossip or anything. If someone told her to keep a secret she planned to do as much. As he explained the reasoning behind what he was doing so found herself rathe intrigued. "I am well aware they don't agree of it. But I hope it certainly works out for you. Will be interesting to see how it goes in the long run" she told him with a warm smile.
To have an ambition outside the Legion was always an interesting thing. He wanted to make wine and that was always a neat idea to have plans for the future. Stella had always thought about attending university afterwards, maybe using her magic to help others in some way. She had these abilities so why not use them. They would always be a part of her no matter what. "Sometimes we just gotta do what suites us best, and damm the consequences that follow" she told him. Her emerald gaze was locked on him as a smile danced on her lips.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Nathan Russo
Certainly Stella hadn't intended to stay out too long. Hoping to be back before anyone could even see her out here. She hadn't even heard the approach of footsteps until it was far too late to really do anything about it. Of course she half expected it to be some Centurion but the moment she heard the voice of Praetor she knew she was in for it. Great a simple moment to clear her head so she could go back to sleep ending up with her getting caught.
Mentally she cursed to herself before lifting her gaze to turn and face Morrigan. Her emerald gaze caught the light of the moon slightly. She figured there was no real reason to lie. She was out here because she couldn't sleep and needed the fresh air to clear her head. She also thought lying to her Praetor was a very bad idea. She rubbed the back of her neck nervously. "I...I couldn't sleep after a nightmare so I originally went outside to get fresh air and clear my head enough to get back to sleep. I was planning on heading back shortly actually..." she told her.
Stella was an honest person. Though she probably could of simply used her own magic to help herself sleep she didn't really enjoy using magic in such ways. There was more important uses for her magic, like when she assisted in helping with the magic barrier around camp. She knew she had broken the rules but hoped Morrigan wouldn't be to angry. Seeing most campers would most likely lie and make up a reason for being out here. Stella was at least being truthful.
It was late and definitely time for her to be in the barracks. Yet Stella found herself unable to sleep again. She had gotten a few hours of sleep before a nightmare caused her to stir. She figured a little fresh air would possible help clear her mind enough to sleep again. Somehow she had found herself in the garden. It was peaceful enough and hoped no one lingered out here. Of course she could of easily used magic to help her sleep but she didn't feel like casting any spells on herself.
A bad dream was something mostly unavoidable but hopefully sometime would calm the nerves. She didn't plan to stay out long for fear of getting caught out here. She found herself sitting by the fountain staring at the reflection of the night sky above. Her dark hair was left down and not pulled back like usual. She allowed her thoughts to wander casually. Letting them come and then fade back to nothing. A simple technique to clear her head. The silence and peacefulness of this place certainly helped a great deal in helping.
Of course as she was busy minding her own business she became unaware of approaching footsteps. Stella remained oblivious to this as her mind wandered. It could have easily been some Centurion about to find her and get her in trouble. And yet she wasn't even paying attention to notice.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) @user
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
Stella ran her fingers through her hair and watched what he was doing. She was indeed curious but often wasn't one to pry on what others might be doing. There could have been the simple thought of him just watering the flowers in the garden. She had certainly seen him around camp. And if not around camp at a party or too. She had never gone up to him during them but certainly recognized him as the son of Bacchus. Often the one responsible for throwing the parties. Not that she minded as they were almost always good.
"Well that is definitely true enough. Not all the people around as most places in camp" she said to him. She enjoyed the peace the garden offered. It was a great place to have no distractions and practice magic. Without distraction focusing was a lot easier. Casting spells without focus could be dangerous, depending on the spells being used.
"I don't mean to pry but I am curious as to what the water is for" she said to him. Her emerald green gaze looked at him. There was no ill intent in her words. She was merely just curious as to what it was for. Even if the answer was simple one she didn't mind. Of course she understood if he didn't wish to say anything to her, it was not her place to know.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Nathan Russo
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
Stella remained seated by the fountain. She allowed a small thing of light dance in the palm of her hand. it was a simple magic and served to real purpose than to fill the void of her boredom. Many could find her in many places. This was surely one of those spots she came to just clear her head and relax.
Though her green gaze watched the small orb in her palm until she heard footsteps approaching. She closed her hand into a fist distinguishing the light. She turned her gaze to observe whoever had made their way over. "Oh..um hi" she said calmly. She hadn't intended to run into anyone else either. She tried to think of where she had seen him before, most likely a party or two. She didn't of course know him by name but she had certainly seen him before.
"Don't mean to be interrupting was simply coming out here to think and relax" she told him with smile. Hopefully he didn't mind. Though her green gaze took note of the water jug and realized her had come over to grab water. She wasn't all too sure as to what he needed it for but didn't question it.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS 203 Nathan Russo
The air was warm and the sky clear up above the camp. Stella had nothing to do in her spare time so the young daughter of Trivia made her way to the garden. Maybe it was to get away from the commotion and loudness that many of the other popular areas of camp could be. Here the garden was almost always peaceful. She wandered through the rows with a soft smile dancing on her lips. She could simply stay her for the entire day if she was allowed to. Of course eventually she always had to go back.
Stella walked slowly and calmly through rows of flowers. Her fingers gently grazing some of the petals or vines as she passed. She wore a simple pair of shorts and her camp shirt. Her hair was left down to flow behind her as she walked. She could simply be practicing magic if she wished but she wasn't sure that was what she wanted to do in her spare time today.
She made her way over to the fountain of Bacchus and took a seat on its edge. For a moment her green gaze stared down at the waters reflection. She was not bothered by the Greeks like many seemed to be. Though it did make camp feel a tad bit crowded, more than usual. Hopefully they could sort things out and things could be normal. Or at least as normal as a demigods life could be.
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.
Stella is often an outgoing young woman. She strives to help others and is overall a carefree person. She loves to have fun and meet new people. She is kind and caring to those she calls friends or siblings. Though she can also be fairly protective of them as well. If she sets her mind to something or it is that important to her she will stop at nothing to achieve that goal, regardless of the consequences that might follow. Rightfully she is stubborn and always eager to learn more. Though she isn’t someone you want to cross for fear of what she might do. She doesn’t take people hurting or messing with her friends lightly. Though not much of a fighter she is a quick thinker and resourceful.
[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]BIOGRAPHY
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4 years at camp, Claimed [break]
Stella lived a normal life. She grew up with her father. From a young age she knew she had some sort of abilities. From a nightmare causing the flower vase nearby to explode, to energies she felt around her. Her father was aware of who her mother was when she was born. Though it wasn't until she was about ten years old when he explained it to her. [Break]
Though for another three years she stayed with her father. She practiced and learned more about what she could handle. Though a month after her birthday they were on vacation when a monster attacked. Knowing it was time her father took her to the Wolf House. For one year she trained carefully under Lupa. When she was ready she made the journey. She arrived at last to camp Jupiter. Though due to her lack of skills with a real weapon she was sorted into the fourth cohort.
Magic Abilities: Like many children of Trivia she possesses a strong ability to use magic. She can manipulate different types of magic energies. From the simplest runes to manipulating the mist and darkness. The smaller magics don’t require as much as energy, like changing the color of her clothes or hair. But when it comes to manipulating things like darkness or long drawn out spells that cost more energy. If she pushes herself too far she can either face exhaustion, hurting herself, or in some cases pass out.
Ave, demigod! Over the next month, all new threads created may be attacked by the Fates at any time, unless specified in the subheader. All random events will be based on prompts from the randomizer. Please refer to the event guide #2 for further and more detailed information about your character's possible fate.
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.
WORDS (optional) Morrigan Ashryver 
WORDS (optional) Morrigan Ashryver 
