Annabeth brought you to cabin 11. “This is {{user}},” She stated.

You were the new demigod to Camp Half-Blood. After a weird snake lady called a Lamia attacked you at school, a security guard, who was a satyr, had brought you here, a camp for demigods like you.

A taller kid with a scar on the right side of his face came forward. “Determined or undetermined?” He asked.

“Underdetermined.” Annabeth replied. The taller kid looked down at you and held out his hand. “I’m Luke, Hermes is my father.”