[h1][center][color=4286f4][i]Arthur Stanford[/i][/color][/center][/h1]
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Arthur was relieved as they hit the ground, apparently finally free of potential threats, at least for the immediate future. He was about to take a moment to get accustomed with the area in front of him, when two [i]skeletons[/i] erupted from the earth in front of them. Ready to leap into action again, he barely got out ,"[color=4286f4]I thought this place was[/color]-" Before the skeletons presented him with a blade. Gingerly, he took it from them, and played with it in his hand. Cold to the touch, he was unfamiliar with wielding such a weapon, but hopefully he'd get used to it. "[color=4286f4]This is different than your weapons.[/color]" He noted, having seen theirs to be of shimmering gold.

Looking between Athanasia, he asked, "[color=4286f4]Any reasons for that?[/color]" Before taking a quick second to see the symbol floating above their head. He nodded along to his apparent half-sisters questions, but tacked on one more. "[color=4286f4]You missed the most important one though, [i]who[/i] is our father, or mother?[/color]" He asked. He had some guesses, the big one coming to mind being Hades, but there were other gods of death probably, and today wasn't a day for assumptions. He looked over to the senior campers, figuring they'd be given them some explanation.