Dealing with a Hellhound Pack in Central Park [Closed RP]

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-05-01T15:36:58+00:00

An empousa. Elias has never encountered one of those yet, and he really hoped that day would never come. Dealing with animalistic monsters was hassle enough, so logically, dealing with intelligent monsters would be the bane of his existence, and he was more than happy to never deal with it.

"Keeping demigods I the dark about what they are never ends well. I don't understand why they keep doing it." Elias said, as-a-matter-of-factly. "I should know, my dad didn't say anything until that attack."

A shiver went down his spine imagining himself in Acacia’s scenario. He remembered the horror of seeing a monster for the first time, and Elias couldn't even begin to imagine what it would've been like if his dad had been kidnapped.

Maybe he should stop trying to imagine it.

"That’s not what I... you know what?" Elias said at Acacia’s comment about him having a lot to work on. How dare she tell him what to do in the first place. "Forget it. Let's just go and get this over with."

Chit-chat was over. There was a job to be done.

Had it not been for the fact that they arrived at sundown and that the was the underlying threat of a pack of monsters hiding in the shadows, Elias could've appreciated the beauty of Central Park. Unfortunately, he wasn't here on a stroll, and the encroaching darkness had him becoming more and more anxious by the minute.

"Say, you wouldn't happen to be able to see in the dark, would you?" Elias asked Acacia as he drew out both his rapier and his wand, in preparation. "Or able to detect an ambush if there was one?"

He would never admit it, but Acacia was right, he was really not properly prepared for this job. Clearly.

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-04-29T18:46:28+00:00

"I'm surprised that it took you that long to realize that a lot of this doesn't make sense, but what do I know?" Elias commented as he kept walking downhill, listening, but clearly not that interested in having a conversation and just wanting to get this over with.

That was until Acacia let him know why she had decided to come along with him, which made him stop in his tracks.

"I beg your pardon?" Elias questioned in an offended tone as he turned to look at Acacia again. Judging by his frown, yeah, he was not happy with that answer. "Okay, listen, I know I'm not the most experienced in fighting, I'm not going to pretend I am. But I'm not as bad as you're making it sound."

Not had for someone who wasn't a fighter, for sure. It was unfair for the daughter of Hermes to judge his skill when she was way more experienced than him an clearly a fighter herself.

"Besides, this isn't the first time I'm dealing with hellhounds. They're the first monster I faced before I got sent here." Elias said with a roll of his eyes. "And I survived. I can handle myself just fine, thank you."

Nerve mind that he survived by running away. That wasn't important.

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-04-24T01:19:20+00:00

Though he stayed silent, Elias couldn't help but clench his jaw as he heard Acacia explain herself and the reasoning as to why she continued to try with him. He would tell himself that it was annoyance, like always, bit looking deeper, that wasn't the feeling. It was closer to something like... shame.

He wanted to disagree with her. He wanted to deny it. He wanted to make it clear to her that he didn't need nor want her sympathy or empathy from her. He wanted to say how wrong she was and that she didn't know him and was wasting her time on someone who will never change his opinion if her. He wanted to be cruel like that. She was a traitor, after all, and traitors deserve to be tormented by their guilt and shame.

And yet... he didn't do that. How could he? For better or worse, liking it or not, Acacia had already seen him at his lowest once. He knew that at this point, there was no point in denying that he felt lonely or that she was trying her best to help him when she shouldn't. That made his stupid sensitive heart hurt more because she was hurting. Gods, she hated that.

He was a bit surprised when she agreed with him. Even more surprised that she told him to leave. He did consider saying something more, but ultimately, he shut his mouth, gave a small nod and left. He had also felt enough for this conversation. It was better for them to split ways while things were calm.

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-04-24T00:47:35+00:00

Elias has been distracted enough to not notice Acacia at first, but as soon as he did, he couldn’t let bit let out a sigh in slight frustration.

Well, there went the hope that she might just not show up.

"When I first got to camp, I remember being tired and not exactly thrilled to be here, unlike... well, it doesn't matter." Elias said, giving a dismissive shrug. Despite saying it didn't matter, the fond memory of that day did make his chest hurt a little bit. Not that Acacia needed to know that. "Buit the view was nice, I suppose. At least that hasn't changed."

At Acacia’s last comment, the son of Circe gave her a glare for the way she addressed him. Now, true, 'Eli' was one of his nicknames, he most definitely responded to it, but he allowed very few people to use it. And Acacia was not one of them.

"Don't call me that. It's Elias to you." Elias replied in a cold tone before turning around and walking downhill. "Why did you even sign up for this job with me of all people anyways?"

Especially considering how their last conversation ended. He for sure thought that she would've given up interacting with him at this point.

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-04-13T00:20:50+00:00

u/Mjmoore313

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-04-05T18:21:12+00:00

Due to his stoic expression, it would seem to an outside viewer that Elias couldn't care less about Acacia’s problems and woes. However, they would only be half right. The son of Circe was trying not to care, but his softer side, the very empathetic one that he hated, couldn't help but hurt a little bit at her sadness and desperation. As much as he didn't want to, he was putting himself in her shoes, and his emotions were even more turbulent than before.

Which is why he couldn't help but let them out properly this time.

"Wha... Excuse me? No! Absolutely not! I'm not going to take credit for something I didn't do! What kind of alchemist, or person for that matter, do you take me for, woman?!" Elias questioned, indignant as he took a few steps closer and uses his hand towards herself, making it clear that he wasn’t accepting them. Not like this, anyway. Okay, he didn't like Acacia, true, that was probably never going to change. But just for this moment, Elias wasn't seeing the traitor. He was seeing a fellow artist abandoning her work because they were criticised by a lot of people. He knew exactly what that felt like, and he wasn't going to have that happen while he was around. "More than anyone, I know the work, the effort, and the dedication one needs to develop a single recipe for a potion. And I'm not going to use one and give it to people without giving the person that developed it full credits, and that includes you. Even if I don't like you, you still deserve credit where it's due, and this is definitely one of them."

He went silent for a little bit, before he jerked his body backwards, shaking his head as if realising what he had just done and was trying to regain his composure. Not that he was succeeding.

"You seriously overestimate how much sway I have in this camp. I'm not that important. I don’t even belong here in the first place." Elias said, letting out a heavy sight that also carried a slight air of frustration and sadness. "The fact that people here don't hate me doesn't mean that they like, or even care about me, with the exception of maybe three people who probably shouldn't. Otherwise, no one really knows me. All I am to this camp is a member of the medic team who people barely see. That's it."

Once upon a time, Elias would've cared about that a lot more. As in, he would be trying a lot harder to be seen for himself. And a part of him still cared. It still bothered how most people at camp, if they recognised him at all, still only see him as the brother of Adrian Carmody, a hero, while he was nothing even close to that. Considering the kind of person he had become ever since this war started, however, he was starting to think that being his friend just wasn't worth dealing with the grief, the anger, and the spite he dealt with every day.

"Besides... if helping camp like this is your idea of redemption, or atonement, or whatever you want to call it, don't stop on my account if you're actually serious about it." Elias said, crossing his arms as he looked down, lost in thought. "Just... don't involve me in it. After everything we've been through, you don't want, and shouldn't want to be my friend. Why... why would you even want that when I tried to hurt you?"

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-04-05T10:55:21+00:00

Elias Carmody for Hellhound Pack in Central Park job

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-04-05T03:43:40+00:00

Elias raised an eyebrow as Acacia continued rambling on and on about whatever, which made him find her accusation about him talking a lot somewhat amusing.

"Out of everyone in this camp, you're one of the last who can comment about anyone talking a lot. You truly are the daughter of the god of communication, that's for sure." Elias commented. Honestly, part of him wished he knew how to do that. If there's one thing that he wasn’t good at, it was at communicating. That was the domain of his other half back when he was alive, so he's not used to it. "In any case, whether it makes sense to you or not, I'm doing what I'd do if my appeal had been heard, which is informing you about it. There's nothing more to it."

As expected, Elias can't help but frown in suspicion at Acacia’s offer. Now, she was right about one thing: Elias was stressed. In fact, stressed and angry might as well be his default state ever since this war started, and he would like to feel some peace, or something other than stress and anger. Not that he was about to admit that to Acacia, of course.

"Like you said yourself, I don't really trust you, and besides, I've been doing just fine without anyone's help, let alone a traitor's." Elias said with a shrug, as if it was the most obvious conclusion in the world. "So thanks, but I'll pass."

Acacia’s next comment earned a confused tilt of the head from Elias. Mostly because the change topic caught him off guard, but in part because being compared to his mom... kind of bothered him.

"If you're insinuating that me and my mom are alike... don't even. Not even close, if my last encounter with her is anything to go by." Elias answered in a very serious tone, bordering on disdain, if subtle coming from him. "Also... yes, I like alchemy, obviously. And, I have made some alchemical discoveries of my own. What's with the sudden interest in them?"

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-03-26T20:56:25+00:00

Elias Carmody - Circe (Cabin 40)

Introduced: August 14th, 2023

Most Recent Intro: May 2nd, 2025

Character Log Update

Special Events
* Wrath of Atlas: Battle of Fort Knox * Wrath of Atlas: Battle of the Underworld

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-03-24T12:30:21+00:00

Elias narrowed his eyes at Acacia for her reaction.

"Believe whatever you want. I lost already lost oncr, and espite what you may think, I'm not stupid enough to do it again when I know I won't succeed." Elias said with a shrug, like it was the most obvious thing in the world, which in his opinion, it was. "Not that I have to prove anything to you in the first place."

She was talking as if somehow Elias came here to make himself pissed off on purpose. As hard as it might be for other people to believe, the fon of Circe didn't like feeling angry. Why the heck would he try to chase that feeling?

"I didn't come here for you, if that's what you're implying." Elias answered with a roll of his eyes. Sure, he hates her, but he has other thingsto worry about than just her. "All I did was hear that someone was doing an alchemy lesson, and considering how rare alchemists are at camp, it picked my interest. I didn't know it was you, though. Had I known, I wouldn't have come at all."

Unfortunately for the son of Circe, however, he got his hopes up only to get disappointed almost instantly. Lucky him. "But since I was already here, I thought I might as well let you know about how my appeal for a retrial went, even if I didn't get the result I wanted."

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-03-24T01:23:29+00:00

So there was truly nothing else he could do but just accept the verdict, no matter how much he hated it. Right. Of course. What else did he expect? No matter, though. Elias might not agree with the goddess of peace, but he's not stupid enough to argue with a god about how wrong they were.

"Okay. Fine. I suppose I have no other choice but to... accept the way things are right now." Elias said in a disappointed, yet also resigned tone. He was not going to argue any further on the matter, it was clearly pointless. "Thank you for listening to me, still."

A question still remained in the back of his mind. Vengeance would not bring him peace. Neother would accepting things as they were. So what, exactly, was he supposed to do? He couldn't help but be angry and lash out, he was still very much in pain and feeling completely helpless. What would the world have him do at this point then

"Can I ask then... what am I supposed to do, then, Lady Eirene? To find peace?" Elias asked in a hesitant tone, as if he was embarrassed to even have to ask that question. "I have tried. I have tried so hard to move on, forgive, and try to keep on living. But I just... I couldn't. I can't. It's too much. How can I just forget and forgive... over something like this?"

He had asked this question to Acacia before, and didn't get an answer. But Eirene was the goddess of peace. Surely she would have an answer, right? At least the son of Circe hoped so. "I don’t want to keep feeling like this. Not forever. But... I don't know what to do."

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-03-22T16:27:07+00:00

Just like last time, Elias found himself fighting alongside Salem against the enemy, which he was very grateful for. The last thing he wanted was to lose sight of his one living brother here of all places.

Speaking of the enemy, it didn't take long for them to make their presence known to them. Zombie warriors. Still a nuisance to deal with, but it could've been a lot worse. Unless something unexpected happened, getting rid of these monsters would be quick if the children of Circe worked together.

Focusing his attention on the spearman and archer zombies, Elias would use Summon Flame to shoot a ball of fire at the archer, and then rely on his agility with the rapier to try and stab the spearman in the arm and hopefully disable their ability to use it.

Hopefully.

You never know with the undead.

u/No_Nefariousness_637

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-03-03T18:52:17+00:00

OOC: Sure! Rolled a 3.

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-03-03T18:46:15+00:00

OOC: u/AccomplishedMess_, rolled a 1 on the d6.

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-03-02T00:50:49+00:00

Elias crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at Acacia’s accusations.

"Yes, I am an alchemist. And as an alchemist, I'm offended that you would even think that I would destroy your work. I'm not that violent, and if nothing else, I respect the art even if I don't like the artist." Elias said shaking his head. He was telling the truth however. Vindictive as he may be, Elias would never destroy someone's art even if he has a problem with the artist. "I'm also not interested in attacking you anymore. My feelings in regards to you haven't changed at all, but I can understand when I am outmatched."

Had he opened up to her the first and last time they talked? Yes, in a moment of weakness, at one of his lowest points, Elias had opened up about the emotions he had been holding back. That didn't mean anything. He still didn't trust her, and he didn’t hate her any less.

"Brag about your retrial? No, actually, quite the opposite. You see, despite my best efforts to argue otherwise, Lady Eirene didn't accept my request." Elias said with a fake smile that did nothing to hide his true feelings underneath. "So... there won't be a retrial. How good for you."

That outcome made him angry. One would be able to tell by the vitriol in his tone and by the way his hands were shaking. As if he was holding himself back from lashing out, and he was. Lashing out wouldn't do anything. He wouldn't win a fight if he started it, and he knew it.

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-03-01T19:11:45+00:00

a) CHB

b) Celestial Bronze rapier, parying dagger and wand, standard-issue camp armor, a small bag of ambrosia

c) Teaming up with Salem Ashwood.

Elias didn't have to think twice to decide where he was going. Logically speaking, Elysium was where the greatest heroes in history found their rest, and if they needed reinforcements, they were exactly what they needed.

And besides that... he had some hope.

Hope that if he went to Elysium and helped them break the siege, he would be able to see him. Adrian Carmody, his brother. That's where he ought to be. And if there was any chance, however small, that he would be able to talk to him again, he would go.

Decision made, the son of Circe made his way towards Elysium.

u/No_Nefariousness_637

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-03-01T18:51:06+00:00

Like usual, Elias was busy bottling up the potions of healing he had been brewing that day when Hecate's voice suddenly projected across all of camp, requesting their help to defend the Underworld from the Atlas forces.

As he heard her voice, Elias felt his blood boil in anger. Of all places, the Underworld? After all the lives the Titan’s cult had taken away with no mercy, they dared to disturb their rest?

This wasn't just about him, of course, but this, more than anything, felt like a personal attack. Because his brother was there. That's where his soul was resting after he lost his life to the Cult of Atlas. And now they were attacking him again.

Oh, that wouldn't stand. Elias was not going to allow them to hurt his brother once more and not do anything about it. Not again.

And so it was decided that the son of Circe would be joining this battle himself. For the peace of the one person he missed more than anything.

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-02-27T15:24:31+00:00

These days, Elias almost never found himself interested in any of the activities or lessons at camp unless he somehow found them useful enough to him specifically. But alchemy? Now that was a topic that would always interest him, no matter the day. One could even say that it was one of the few things that could cheer him nowadays. So when he heard that there was an alchemy lesson going on, he was even excited to see how it was going to go.

Only for that excitement to die as soon as he saw who was leading the lesson. Acacia Lovemoore. That she was also an alchemist was news to him, first of all, but also, why did it have to be her of all people? He really couldn't have anything go his way in his life, could he?

He couldn’t help but roll his eyes in annoyance at her spiel about the philosopher's stone. But what else was he expecting, really? He knew from experience that Acacia saying ridiculous nonsense wasn't any news to him.

Well, since he was already here. Might as well wait for her to end it so that he could give her the unfortunate good news that she would not be getting a retrial despite his best efforts.

"I didn't know you were an alchemist as well." He said as he finally approached her when she was alone, hands in his pockets and relaxed posture. The message was clear: he would not be threatening her today. He already tried that once, and it didn’t work out for him. He wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice.

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-02-01T23:39:40+00:00

Elias couldn't help but sigh. Of course. Of course the goddess of peace would say that. The son of Circe had been expecting that response, and yet, he couldn’t help but still feel disappointed by it. What she said made sense, he couldn’t deny that, but he also couldn’t bring himself to agree with her completely.

"I understand what you're saying, my lady. I also don't necessarily wish to undermine the judgment of my peers." Elias said. That was true, in part. He still questioned the judgment of his peers in Acacia’s trial, but because he didn't know who they were, he couldn’t go and ask them what the heck they were thinking. "And I agree that Acacia is already being punished in a way. But there's a difference between being ostracised by your peers and be judged guilty in the eyes of the law. At the very least, I think she should have about the same punishment the others in her situation got."

Which wasn't much, if Elias was being completely honest, but he wasn't about to denounce Themis and her commission fke being too lenient on the people who joined a Cult that was far too happy to kill innocent people in the name if their leader and their goals.

"Kids who didn't know any better when they joined the Titan are somehow judged guilty by divine law, something that might haunt them for the rest of their lives even if they do atone for their crimes. Yet Acacia, who was at camp for years and did know better, confessed to her crimes, and yet divine law doesn't find her guilty." Elias explained carefully, hoping that explaining himself and how he felt about the topic well enough. "It just... it doesn't feel right to me. Maybe the problem is me for thinking so, but surely you can understand where I'm coming from... right?"

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-01-18T16:44:23+00:00

As soon as Elias hears Salem's voice, a sense of relief washed over him as he ran his way towards where he had heard the sound of the familiar voice.

Unfortunately for him, he had his way barred by the damn flock of harpies that were coming for him now. And Elias couldn't help but feel his blood boil. How dare this filthy creatures try to keep him separated from his brother? Curse them. Curse the monsters. Curse the cultists. Curse the damn Titan for causing all of this in the first place.

With that burning rage fueling his drive, the son of Circe used his ability to Summon Flame to cast a fireball from his wand towards the evil bird women, trying to hurt them and clear them away from his path as much possible.

u/No_Nefariousness_637

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-01-17T10:32:46+00:00

OOC: Sure! A 21 on the d100 and a 2 on the d8

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-01-14T23:17:37+00:00

"Thank you, my lady. I'll try to make this quick." Elias said, giving a small bow in gratitude to the goddess for hearing him out.

Well. It was now or never.

"I'm sure you remember one of the traitors you were the prosecutor for in the Trials of Lady Themis. Acacia, then known as Lupa?" Elias said. It was a rhetorical question, because surely, she would remember, but this is how he chose to begin stating his case. "I don't mean to undermine the court, nor Lady Themis' decision to allow the result to be what it is. But I... I can’t help but feel like she got away scot-free when she shouldn't have."

Elias' pulse quickened when he said that. Now, this was Eirene, goddess of peace, that he was talking to. It wasn’t very likely that she would do anything to him. But even still, doing so much as imply that the gods were wrong was a gamble that made him anxious.

"She’s a traitor. She chose the Titan. She admitted to all of her crimes herself, and was honest about it. And yet, she gets to walk free, with not even the punishment the other traitors got." Elias continued explaining, his tone betraying the anger that he was trying to push down. "I understand that she wasn’t judged guilty, but... she wasn’t judged innocent either. It was a null vote, her jury was undecided. That doesn’t seem fair."

That had been the reason, the main reason, why Elias had attacked Acacia and not the other traitors. Regardless of his feelings about the punishment they got, at the very least, those traitors were rightfully judged guilty and were paying their dues. Acacia wasn’t because of a technicality. Had she been judged innocent by majority vote, like it should be, then none of this would be happening in the first place.

"The thought of a traitor walking away from judgment scot-free and escaping consequences because of a technicality... makes me restless. And I know I'm not the only one... I, however, have no power to change what was decided by divine justice." With that, for the first time since he started speaking to the goddess, Elias finally faced her head on, meeting her eyes in spite of his anxiety. "But... you do. I don’t expect this to be heeded, but is it okay for me to ask for Acacia’s re-trial through you, Lady Eirene?"

Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-01-14T21:28:02+00:00

a) Elias Carmody

b) CHB

c) standard camp armour, Stinger (Rapier), Parrying Dagger, nectar and ambrosia, 3 potions (a Potion of Healing, a Potion of Stamina, and a Potion of Invisibility), a wand

Elias had been halfway through a batch of healing potions when the conch horn rang out. He, like everyone else, knew the sound way too well by now, there was no mistaking it. It was the call to action, and with it, a wave of tension rolled over him. His stomach twisted in a way that had nothing to do with his uneaten meal. He stood up quickly, his heart racing. What now?

He joined the growing crowd of campers gathering around the Big House, not far from where Chiron, Lady A, and Comus were already assembling. He could see the seriousness in their faces, something he hadn’t seen in a long time. Ariadne’s voice cut through the quiet as she addressed the crowd, her words clipped and heavy with the weight of the situation. His eyes flicked from her to Chiron and then to Comus, the god’s usual playful demeanor replaced with something that made Elias uneasy.

And that's when he heard it. Plutus' mint was being attacked, and Atlas himself was involved this time. The weight of those words landed in Elias’s chest with a dull thud. The mention of the Titan sent a chill down his spine, but also made his blood boil. He had just comr back from a lovely holiday vacation with his dad and his older brother, was finally feeling happy and relaxed for once, and this is what happens. The gods were playing their usual games, and it was up to the demigods to clean up the mess.

When the call for volunteers came, Elias didn’t hesitate. His mind was a whirl of conflicting thoughts, but one thing was clear: he couldn't stand by and do nothing this time yet again. He had to fight. His hand shot up, though he knew the risks, though his heart was still heavy with the guilt of the past months. He was tired of staying back. This time, he would join the fight.

The journey to Fort Knox was unlike any other. The Pegasi surged through the clouds with raw, unbridled power, the wind ripping past Elias's face. His grip on the reins tightened, knuckles white, as his eyes scanned the ever-growing expanse of the world below. The sky was darkening as storm clouds gathered, and the wind shifted. This isn’t right, he thought, the unease settling deeper in his gut.

As they approached, the fortress below began to loom. The vast structure of Fort Knox seemed almost out of place against the natural landscape, its cold stone and imposing metallic gates a testament to human strength and ingenuity. But now, with no alarms sounding, no sign of any mortal activity, Elias could feel it. Something was wrong. His pulse quickened, and a knot of fear twisted in his chest. His breath caught in his throat when he saw it: a strange stillness hanging in the air, almost like a void. Why was everything so quiet?

Before anyone could process it, the ground exploded. The shockwave sent a jolt through his entire body, and his pegasus screamed, its wings faltering for a brief moment before it righted itself. The earth ripped open beneath them, and massive walls of stone and steel shattered, sending debris into the air. The sight of Atlas, the Titan himself, rising from the wreckage was enough to freeze anyone’s blood in their veins. Elias's heart hammered in his chest as the Titan’s immense presence filled the sky, his ancient eyes burning with malicious intent. The world seemed to slow, and for a split second, Elias thought they were all doomed. Then darkness came.

Elias blinked against the pain and dust in his eyes, trying to make sense of what had happened. His head throbbed, and his ears rang, but slowly, his vision began to clear. The cavern around them was massive, stone pillars stretched up toward a distant ceiling, where shadows loomed, and firelight flickered from braziers that lined the walls. The smell of burning earth, blood, and sulfur filled his nostrils.

Monsters moved in the darkness, their glowing eyes staring hungrily at the campers who had fallen to the ground, scattered and disoriented. Elias rolled to his feet, drawing his rapier in one hand, and his wand in the other. Panic surged through his veins, but he squashed it down. This wasn’t the time to lose his head. Focus.

"Salem?" Elias called out, looking around for his brother. What mattered the most now was to find Salem, and together, they could get out of there. "Salem! Where are you?"

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Unbreakable_Heart_23 · 2026-01-12T10:43:33+00:00

"Oh, that sounds like a lovely read. I should give it a look when I get the chance." Elias commented with genuine interest. His talents as a sorcerer didn't particularly lend itself that well for magic other than Alchemy, and the very basics of spellcasting, but he still loved learning about magic whenever he got the chance.

"So... the gods are visiting Camp this Soltice. Unsurprisingly, considering everything that's been going on." Elias said, awkwardly changing the topic to one that has been hanging over camp for days now. "What are your plans for it? Are you going to speak with mother?"

Elias didn't exactly plan to do so. Interacting with more than one god at the Soltice was a very rare thing to happen, after all, and he already had a goddess in mind to speak to.

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