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Camp Half-Blood was the same as it always has been. Summer had just begun and lunch was just wrapping up, so campers were milling about the dining pavilion before heading to whatever activity they were next expected at. Of course, the weather was perfectly pleasant as it always was (unless, for some reason, Mr. D directs otherwise). After the last camper had left the pavilion, the three cleaning Harpies came by to collect the dishes left behind.
Three days ago, a notification was sent via Iris message to select half-bloods who have survived into adulthood and who are capable of embarking on one of the most important quests of their generation. They were informed about the dire situation that Cam Half-Blood has found themselves in and were asked to help. Those who were not already at Camp were requested to arrive today, to get the full story and to learn what will be expected of them. The group gathered in the Rec Room of the Big House with Chiron and Mr. D.
Chiron moved forward to address the group.
"Now, as you all now know, it has been over a year since any newly discovered demigod has arrived safely at Camp Half-Blood. We have identified several, however we have been too late. Some identifications came after they were killed and there have been some who were killed shortly after one of our satyrs made contact. This has caused great concern. Something or someone out there is targeting young demigods, which is why we are entrusting this quest to you all. Of course, finding the forces behind this is of the utmost importance. However, we have located a young demigod— who is alive and well, who must be safely escorted to Camp Half-Blood first. Bree Walsh is a nine-year-old girl who has just been identified by the satyr that is stationed in her school. Normally, we'd entrust her to the satyr, but as you know these are extraordinary circumstances. Fortunately, she isn't far. She lives in Manhattan and I've got both her address and her school's address. Once she is here,
Mr. D, who was lounging in one of the chairs as Chiron explained the situation finally spoke up. Despite his relaxed slouch, and usually lassiez-faire attitude, he sounded quite serious. Far more serious than most campers have ever known him to be.
"You will all leave early tomorrow morning. Use the rest of the day to gather what you need and make any preparations you need."
And with that, the former campers were dismissed.
The night passed without incident and the sun shone brightly over Camp Half-Blood the next morning. Chiron gathered the group for any final questions and to had off the information they would need. With weapons and supplies in hand, the group was sent off on their journey to find little Bree Walsh.
Three days ago, a notification was sent via Iris message to select half-bloods who have survived into adulthood and who are capable of embarking on one of the most important quests of their generation. They were informed about the dire situation that Cam Half-Blood has found themselves in and were asked to help. Those who were not already at Camp were requested to arrive today, to get the full story and to learn what will be expected of them. The group gathered in the Rec Room of the Big House with Chiron and Mr. D.
Chiron moved forward to address the group.
"Now, as you all now know, it has been over a year since any newly discovered demigod has arrived safely at Camp Half-Blood. We have identified several, however we have been too late. Some identifications came after they were killed and there have been some who were killed shortly after one of our satyrs made contact. This has caused great concern. Something or someone out there is targeting young demigods, which is why we are entrusting this quest to you all. Of course, finding the forces behind this is of the utmost importance. However, we have located a young demigod— who is alive and well, who must be safely escorted to Camp Half-Blood first. Bree Walsh is a nine-year-old girl who has just been identified by the satyr that is stationed in her school. Normally, we'd entrust her to the satyr, but as you know these are extraordinary circumstances. Fortunately, she isn't far. She lives in Manhattan and I've got both her address and her school's address. Once she is here,
Mr. D, who was lounging in one of the chairs as Chiron explained the situation finally spoke up. Despite his relaxed slouch, and usually lassiez-faire attitude, he sounded quite serious. Far more serious than most campers have ever known him to be.
"You will all leave early tomorrow morning. Use the rest of the day to gather what you need and make any preparations you need."
And with that, the former campers were dismissed.
The night passed without incident and the sun shone brightly over Camp Half-Blood the next morning. Chiron gathered the group for any final questions and to had off the information they would need. With weapons and supplies in hand, the group was sent off on their journey to find little Bree Walsh.
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