Apollo, already taking his time because of the winter chill, is just nudging up over the horizon when the door to your cabin bursts open and Praxis, looking very much as though she has not yet gone to bed is shaking your shoulder to wake you up. When you finally come around, she digs in a pouch slung over her shoulder and produces an envelope and leaves a few sooty fingerprints on it. “I figured this would be the most efficient way to find you,” she says smugly. “Everyone’s so easy to track down during curfew.”
Before she hands it to you she fixes you with a sharp look, her pale brown eyes narrowing. “While you can work with all of the materials in the camp, you’re not allowed to venture outside the boundaries without permission from Odysseus, Theseus, or Helen and you really don’t want to tick off the staff. Be sure to ask one of them before you leave camp to get things. Do your best to satisfy your recipient’s wish and good luck!”
With that, the Hephaestus counselor clomps out of the cabin. When you wake up and realize that it wasn’t some bizarre dream, you open your letter and it reads:
~~~ Selkie Davenport: "I want something that I can crush in a fight!" ~~~
Woo! I am so happy to get ~Marmarlade's characters! She is an inspiration to me, with such beautiful art and wonderful characters!
Trent has kept his a secret, leaving the large present for Selkie at her cabin. Inside is some more presents and goodies. Some crushable (fake) bricks. A crushable skull. A bundle of crushable 'coal' pieces, inside there are some fake diamonds. Breaking boards.
((Warning, I can't get the music right- so if you back back all the way to the start... the music will double up! Yikes!))
akjdash omg thank you x10000000 for these! ;V; <3 It's such a jolly tune and it's so thoughtful that you've gone to the flash-based effort! I am really grateful and, as I said before, Selkie ADORES them. c: