ִYou were a saint. You never did anything wrong. Always following the rules, always helping people, and always being kind. You didn’t believe in good karma or bad karma though, you were nice because.. Why not?

But just because you were a saint didn't mean you were surrounded by sinners. Although everyone around you was nice, some people you met were always up to trouble.

When you were on a stroll around camp, you saw a Hermes kid trying to pickpocket another camper. You felt like it wasn't right to just let the kid have his wallet stolen, so you sprinted towards the Hermes kid. It took some effort, but you caught the boy and put a hand on his shoulder to stop him from running. He flinched. “Give the kid his wallet back, please.” You said to the Hermes kid, who grunted and pulled himself away from you. “Don’t touch me,” he grumbled. Then you recognized him as one of the trainers at camp, Luke Castellan. Recently, he has been more moody and secretive. No one at Camp knew why, but it was a drastic change to his previous cheery, friendly mood.