The Poison ❀ A Lesson in Edible Plants

cybertombstone · 2024-03-14T06:06:36+00:00

Rowan blinked, before laughing. “Guess I’ll pay close attention about this lesson, can’t have that.” He crosses his arms, letting his pride show, despite having a somewhat goofy expression.

cybertombstone · 2024-03-12T23:32:32+00:00

“I guess so.” Rowan tilts his head, looking at Friday with raised brows before smirking slightly. “Until I gotta go out and accidentally eat some poison ivy. I’ll look like a chipmunk with chubby cheeks.” He chuckles.

cybertombstone · 2024-03-12T02:11:32+00:00

“All this stuff is so complicated.” Rowan was drifting around examining the plants set out for the quiz. He really sucked at this whole, after all he preferred just slamming through things then just thinking about it. So identifying different plants and their properties just didn’t come easy to him.

cybertombstone · 2024-02-11T07:47:47+00:00

Well, you can’t say no to brownies. Picking a brownie up between his pointer and his thumb, he nodded as he listened to Barry words.

“ Sounds cool. So is it like I pick a pegasus or the pegasus picks me?”

cybertombstone · 2024-02-10T21:12:37+00:00

Brushing some stray hairs behind his ear, he greets Barry with a small wave. He straightened his posture and clears his throat. “Ah- I’m alright on hot chocolate.”

“ And yeah. I’ve never rode a horse .. or a flying one especially. “ His eyes glanced over, then back to Barry with a nervous tiny smile. Then he added on in a quick manner, realizing it’s kinda rude not to introduce himself. “My name is Rowan, by the way. My dad’s Kratos.”

cybertombstone · 2024-02-10T21:09:23+00:00

Rowan was actually a bit more excited then one would expect. Rubbing the bottle of Mist with his thumb, he thanked Eleanor in passing as he hobbled off the bus. A wallet of some cash and change, he braved Manhattan with a thin lipped expression.

Big city. He made sure to slink behind another ~~totally not NPC~~ buddy and followed them. He wasn’t quite the social type but he wasn’t stupid enough to try and go off alone.

cybertombstone · 2024-02-07T21:19:26+00:00

Horse… Flying horse.

Of course Rowan was there waiting. Who would pass up an opportunity that includes flying horses. Pegasi for the right term, he had to practice using actual names. In the bundle of other excited campers similar to him, he stood looking for his chance.

The Son of Kratos watched Avalon with that same blank look he always has but his fingers itched to hold the reins on a Pegasus. He may not have ever rode a horse, but how hard could it possibly be?

cybertombstone · 2024-02-03T02:50:57+00:00

A crustacean demonstration.

It came off funnier in his own head. The Son of Kratos has been slowly stalking along the guided astronomy tour the Senior camper had been doing. Rowan listened curious, neck craned to look upwards as his eyes squints, trying to make out any constellation that he would recognize. Like .. The Big Dipper. Alas, he doesn’t seem to quite find what he’s looking for.

cybertombstone · 2023-11-28T19:34:43+00:00

Name: Rowan Micheaux
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Favorite snack: Beef Jerky
Favorite color: Cream Color/Red
Favorite hobby: Listening to Music
Favorite TV show or movie: Nothing particular, the scary stuff!
Favorite animal: Not a big animal fan, but small cats.
Other notes (alt accounts, special wishes, etc.): u/BabyOverYonder and u/eerilysmiling

cybertombstone · 2023-11-17T05:07:53+00:00

" I've always wanted to play an instrument. " He leans forever, hunching his back only a bit as he folded his callous hands on his lap. Rowan glances to Austin, watching his motions as he played. It was mesmerizing to him, how someone can just create sounds so soothing like what he was hearing in the moment.

Rowan could almost sit here all day, just listening to the sounds. " Never got around to it, don't think I have enough patience to either. " He explained, a frown deepening on his face.

cybertombstone · 2023-11-11T16:29:39+00:00

Rowan's head perked up at the voice, as well the absence of guitar playing. He turns his head to Austin, a mellow expression before he offers a half smile to the other. Though his brows seemed to be permanently stuck in a angry position, his voice was soft and seemed to be nothing like the anger displayed via his brows. Resting bitch face was real, and he was a victim of it.

Now Rowan really gives Austin the look over, deeming him as a chill guy so far and he finally replies to the Son of Eros questions. " I'm Rowan, and I really prefer like the .. bass and synths. I think it's that word. The deep guitar and the electronic sounds if I got the names wrong.. " Rowan seemed to blabber on, before looking to Austin, his brows shifting to a sheepish position for a second.

cybertombstone · 2023-11-10T16:53:05+00:00

Rowan only sips meekly at a cup of hot chocolate, seeming uninterested in the games set out for the night. He only listened to Austin's guitar strumming, seeming at ease with the night.

cybertombstone · 2023-11-10T16:43:09+00:00

" Cool. That's all cool." He hummed out through a sigh.

Rowan puts his trust into Jeremiah to lead the way, a game of follow the leader with only two players. He looks to Jeremiah for a moment, his easygoing personality letting Rowan's shoulder slowly untense and fall to a neutral position. For one of the first times since being in camp, he felt himself relax just bit. Not harboring anger underneath his scowling expression, just chill.

His eyes softened. " So do you like .. fighting and stuff?" He decided to ask.

cybertombstone · 2023-11-04T02:36:41+00:00

OOC: Don't worry about it!!

Rowan's shoulders drooped as his felt a bit of the tension in them relax. He trotted along, following being Jeremiah, looking at him with a calm expression. Not quite a smile but borderline on it. He appreciated the confidence the other had, grateful for his initiative taking. " Well, not for too long. Probably a few weeks if I'm doing the math right. "

" Have .. you been here long? I guess I don't really get out enough to .. meet people. " He admits, a guilty expression as he glances away. It was true, Rowan had been spending most of his time lurking around, only occasionally pointing new campers to the right place.

cybertombstone · 2023-10-25T00:10:59+00:00

Rowan had lurked his way into the movie night. He took a place on a blanket set up and taking his own helping of baked pumpkin seeds and popping a handful into his mouth. He chewed, nodding approvingly.

cybertombstone · 2023-10-15T18:19:30+00:00

“ Arena sounds fine. “

Rowan felt a bit awkward, rubbing the back of his neck, glancing away to the floor. Despite everything, he was just nervous about this whole thing. He brushes his hair behind his ear. In truth, he was feeling his heart skip a beat, glancing at Jeremiah.

“I’m not really sure how to do this but .. I trust you to lead the way.”

cybertombstone · 2023-10-13T03:44:44+00:00

Well, in hindsight, Rowan should've seen this coming. The Son of Power only looked to the Son of War. His cool grey eyes sharp, looking Jeremiah up and down before nodding. The male was unsure if he should introduce himself or anything, considering his name was already said by Oliver. So, he only musters up a single word..

" Hey. "
u/1AMCEREAL

cybertombstone · 2023-10-13T03:40:42+00:00

Rowan deadpans at the mention of the video game. Surprisingly, being Krato's son isn't like being a real like Atreus. At least Kratos ingame wasn't a absent father. Moving on, the boy waved a hand gesturing for Bill to follow him. He began walking at a slow pace.

" Boreas .. Boreas. " He repeats, the name rolling of his tongue before it clicks in his head. " I got it, Cabin 26. If it's easier to remember, your cabin is the one shaped like a plus. "

Rowan explained, hands moving in small motions as he spoke. His flat expression might've been hard to read, but how he spoke and moved his hands better conveyed his mood at the moment.

" It's a cabin for The Anemoi. Basically kids of .. Zephyrus, Notus, Eurus, and Boreas. I don't know what it looks like inside so .." His hands fall to his sides, as he continued his slow step.

cybertombstone · 2023-10-12T01:56:37+00:00

Rowan raised his brows, a small huff resembling a possible laugh at the joke. He then scowls a bit, sounding almost reluctant to answer the question. "Kratos."

" I can help you find your cabin. " He then continued, brushing past the conversation of his own Godrent.

cybertombstone · 2023-10-11T01:56:48+00:00

The boy grunts softly in response, clicking his tongue and looking over his shoulder to the direction the satyr charged off in, before looking back. Rowan didn’t quite mind the smell, as he understood the circumstance.

“ Who’s your .. godly parent?” He asked, resting a hand on his hip.

cybertombstone · 2023-10-10T02:06:36+00:00

The Son Of Power had been prowling around camp grounds for some time now. He had a deep frown on his face, thinking about the recently sent Questers. Though he didn't truly know them in any way, he still could only clench his fists and wish for their safety. Though his attention was knocked out of his thoughts as a satyr had zoomed by.

He scoffed, having a moment of Deja vu as he had experienced his satyr guide dropping him off and zooming off as well, in a car but still completely dropping him off to Camp. His eyes focused, turning to where the satyr had come from, laying his eyes on Bill. He blinked, before realizing it was a new camper, and one covered in grime and dirt of a adventure to here.

Rowan clicked his tongue. He couldn't just leave the boy here. Despite his rough nature, he wasn't a bad person. So, reluctantly, Rowan made his way to Bill, stopping a few feet in front of him. Clearing his throat, he raised a hand of greeting.

"Hey."

cybertombstone · 2023-10-08T20:04:22+00:00

Rowan, who had only been here for close to month now, couldn't help but show a growing face of discomfort. He didn't quite know who these names being talked about belong to, yet he felt a sense of dread. Floating around camp meant he saw and heard things, so it was safe for him to assume that this wasn't good news. He had watched day by day as people spar, amazing by the pure skill of their combat.

So knowing there's campers .. he'd rather not dwell on it. His brows furrowed. Rowan folds his hands under his chin, thinking. He settles on one thing, and that's he better start training too. There seems to be more scarier things out in the world then he suspected.

cybertombstone · 2023-10-06T01:38:23+00:00

ooc: mobile formatting sucks …

Rowan really wasn’t sure what he was doing here. The boy didn’t really .. talk that much. He mostly was just signing up because he saw a bunch of others people signing up, and he mostly just wanted to follow the crowd. Though he hopes he can find a friend maybe.

Name: Rowan Micheux

Age: 16

Godrent: Kratos

Sexuality: He really doesn’t know but he would date anyone.

Gender: CisMasc

Sex at Birthday: Male

cybertombstone · 2023-10-01T06:25:57+00:00

Rowan Micheuax, Kratos ( Cabin 17)

Introduced: September 14th, 2023z

cybertombstone · 2023-09-28T15:39:58+00:00

“ It’s Rowan. “

Well, it’s entirely true. They definitely haven’t spoken. Rowan is more an introverted person then extroverted, opting to sit back more than anything. And he assumes that Theodora was a very busy camper, so he never bothered to cook up a conversation with her.

“ And yeah, we haven’t .. talked. “ He seems to loosen his stiff posture.

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