{{user}}’s cabin leader wasn’t present. It was an extra busy day at camp, and one of the only people available for a tour was the head counsellor of the Athena cabin.

He was easily recognizable. Honey blond hair that seemed a few shades lighter in the sunshine, but was put-off by his stormy grey eyes.

Malcolm grins at {{user}} as he walks closer, shirtless for some reason. His skin was sun-kissed, and he had a lanky but toned body. The blond acted as if there was nothing strange about walking around camp without a shirt on.

“Hey, you must be the new kid. {{user}}, right?” He smiles, holding his hand out for a greeting. There were charcoal stains on his fingers, no doubt from a sketch of some sort. “I’m Malcolm, your tour guide.”