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𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬.
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Awaken by a dream, one daughter of Athena heads to the Oracle, to consult it. The result? A shaken demigod and a furious scribbling of things at three in the morning. It isn't until five coffees later that both the demigod and Chiron have an idea of what they're up against. The prophecy the demigod received still remains a secret to this day.
The setting is clear: the meeting hall in the Big House. Serena Renée Evers, the leader of this quest stands at the front, her expression calm but the twist of her ring an indication that she is lost in thought. She handpicked this team, confident in each of their abilities, even though she has yet to meet some. Her gray eyes are stormy--there is no reading them as she gazes out around at the assembled group in front of her.
A quiet nod from her begins the meeting, and Chiron wheels away. There is no supervision. Good luck, demigods.
[/div][/div][div class=stoneCredit]Coded By || @StoneWolf18[/div][/div]
Welcome!
[/div][div class=stoneArrow]⇟[/div][/div][div class=stoneHeader]The Quest
[/div][div class=stoneContent] Things are not going well for Camp Half Blood. It seems like every day yields another challenge: a demigod is bedridden, unable to move or perform the simplest of actions. The children of Apollo have taken the biggest hit--they have all been rendered blind. With most of the healing force down, Chiron had no choice but to consult the gods--but they've fallen silent. The offerings are no longer being received, the flames that commemorate each and every god and goddess have gone dark.Awaken by a dream, one daughter of Athena heads to the Oracle, to consult it. The result? A shaken demigod and a furious scribbling of things at three in the morning. It isn't until five coffees later that both the demigod and Chiron have an idea of what they're up against. The prophecy the demigod received still remains a secret to this day.
The setting is clear: the meeting hall in the Big House. Serena Renée Evers, the leader of this quest stands at the front, her expression calm but the twist of her ring an indication that she is lost in thought. She handpicked this team, confident in each of their abilities, even though she has yet to meet some. Her gray eyes are stormy--there is no reading them as she gazes out around at the assembled group in front of her.
A quiet nod from her begins the meeting, and Chiron wheels away. There is no supervision. Good luck, demigods.
[/div][/div][div class=stoneCredit]Coded By || @StoneWolf18[/div][/div]
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