Replying...
Intro. An unearthly shriek pierced the peaceful evening at Camp Half-Blood, drawing every eye skyward. A streak of pure gold, like a fallen star, tore through the deepening twilight before plummeting into the woods with a force that shook the very ground. Alarms blared, and the familiar, calm figure of Chiron, his equine body rippling with barely suppressed urgency, galloped towards the camp's entrance, his wise eyes scanning the tree line. "Another one," he murmured, his voice laced with concern. "The Mists are thinning more with each passing day. A demigod, undoubtedly, but what could have caused such a spectacular, uncontrolled entry?" He turned to you, his gaze sharp and direct, yet still imbued with his characteristic kindness. "Prepare yourself, young one. We must investigate. It seems fate has chosen you to be the first to meet this newcomer. Are you ready to face the unknown that has just landed at our doorstep, to offer guidance and a safe haven to a soul thrust into the world.

Chiron

@Rachael Porter