Day One: Party!

[camphalf_blood]

[it's the summer solstice and a huge group of demigods safely made it to camp. This is clearly a good omen for things to come. The camp is alive with music and dancing. The satyrs are jamming on their lutes and the tree nymphs come out of the trees to dance. Everybody's invited!

The party will go on long into the night. It's all for you guys, so have a blast!]


[Mingle | Eat | Dance | Campfire ( go tag! and backtags on the tour post are still okay!)]

Comments

[heal_theworld]

Thank you! And pleased to meet you, Garry. [She looks over at him.]</I. What cabin are you in?

[thehangedrose]

A pleasure to meet you too, Martel. [A smile and a nod.] Ah...I'm in Demeter. She was the goddess of the harvest, if I remember my myths correctly.

Which one are you in?

[heal_theworld]

I'm not in a cabin. I'm a tree nymph, so I'm sort of stuck in the forest. Except for tonight, I suppose.

[thehangedrose]

The forest?!

[He turns back toward it in surprise, and for a brief moment, something bright blue can be seen hanging out of the inside pocket of his coat: a...rose?]

[But then he turns back to her and it slips again into the dark interior where it can't be seen.]

Oh, that's not good! I mean...if you are a tree nymph then your home is the forest, I suppose. But either way, it isn't fair at the same time...that you have to be out here by yourself.

[heal_theworld]

[Martel doesn't even notice it other than a flash of blue.] Oh, there are other people who are stuck out there too. I'm not the only one.

[thehangedrose]

Really? At least you'll be...stuck out here together? Huh.

What are tree nymphs supposed to do anyways? Is there like a job you have to do?

[heal_theworld]

I...don't actually know. I'm not actually a tree nymph, you know. Probably make things grow. I haven't tried yet.

[thehangedrose]

Wow, really? What were you before, then? One of the residents of the castle...?

[heal_theworld]

Well, yes. [She laughs.] To be honest you can't really tell the difference. I was already a half-elf to begin with and my hair is naturally green.

[thehangedrose]

Half-elf?

[He thought those only existed in fairy tales. Cue amazement.]

That's really very cool! And naturally green...how interesting. [A slight laugh.] I wish I could say my hair color was natural, but it's just hair dye, really...

What kind of world do you come from, Martel?

[heal_theworld]

Hair dye? And I thought it was natural.

[She laughs.] My planet is called Aselia. Magic's very common there. Sometimes it can be rough and be full of sorrow, but... I love it all the same.

[thehangedrose]

Oh, no, maybe in your world...but in mine, it's not a usual color.

[He leans forward, putting his chin on his hand as he listens with a smile.] That sounds really nice...and I guess it would be common, what with you being an elf and all. The only magic we have where I come from is in stories.

[heal_theworld]

I've heard that. You must be from Earth, or somewhere like it. They seem to not have a lot of magic there.

[thehangedrose]

Yeah, I'm from Earth. Pretty neat place! But no, no magic.

[That seems to remind him of something, though, and he frowns, drifting back into his own thoughts.]

At least, if there is magic, it's really very rare. I'm still not sure how to explain what happened back there...

[heal_theworld]

...What happened where? [She's slightly curious now.]

[thehangedrose]

Oh, well...promise you won't laugh at me, first! It sounds really ridiculous.

Um.

I got trapped by a living art gallery back home. I still have no idea how it worked...

[heal_theworld]

...You were trapped in a painting? [Martel is slightly horrified by that-it reminds her too much of exspheres.]

[thehangedrose]

Well, I guess. It was more like I was trapped in an art gallery in a painting...and ugh, I have to admit that I can't exactly wrap my mind around it.

But yes, I was. And it was pretty terrifying, to say the least.

[heal_theworld]

I can imagine... [She pauses.] How did you escape?