Character Quote:I am chaos. I am the substance from which your artists and scientists build rhythms. I am the spirit with which your children and clowns laugh in happy anarchy. I am chaos. I am alive, and I tell you that you are free
Name: Cassian Rudenko
Aliases: Cass, Cassi, Ian.
Age: 15
Birthday: July 19, 2006
Ethnicity: Greek
Birth Place: Florida
Godly Parent: Dionysus (Legacy of Eris)
Cabin Number: 12
How Many Years At Camp: 0
Gender: Male
Occupation At Camp: Languages: Ancient Greek, English
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 130 lbs
Body Type: Average
Eye Color: Jade
Hair Color: Brunette
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Personal Style: Cassian's personal style tends to change depending on his mood that day. He has the tendency to default to a nice button up shirt, pants, and a few wrist accessories. From there it's a matter of if he wants to be a soft boi and feel cute for the remainder of the day, or if he was to forgo the sweaters and pastels and go for more striking colors that make him feel s3xy and confident. Regardless of his style, he uses it as a weapon just as much as any Cabin goer from the Aphrodite cabin, and will accessorize every outfit by wearing his panflute around his waist, clasped on by a leather cord.
* Sweet * Flirtatious * Caring * Over Confident * Versatile * Sadistic *
Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Cassian welcomes everyone with a warm smile and soft hug. His soft curly brown hair and fair complexion make him seem like a sweet and innocent young boy. But behind the rosey lips and sweet smile, lies a devilish personality. He loves nothing more than to flirt incessantly and make as many friends as possible, especially those of the woodland variety. He cares nothing for gender, and believes that more is always merrier. But cross his temper or slight him, and you will know nothing but madness and chaos to follow in your wake.
Fatal Flaw: Hubris
Habits: Tapping his Panflute, Biting his lower lip
Hobbies: Gardening, Baking, Animal Watching, Water Coloring
Fears: - Disappointing his parents
- Wildfires
- Manticores
Likes: - Cakes
- Sweets
- Honey
- Music
- Flirting
- Iced Drinks
Dislikes: - Pollution
- Black Coffee
- Bigots
- Anchovies
- Ranch
Demigod Abilities:General Skills:
- Flirting
- Panflute Playing
- Knowledge Nature
- Animal Handling
- First Aid
- People Reading
Combat Skills:
- Archery
- Short Sword
- Inducing and Curing Madness
- Inducing and Curing Chaos
Magic Item:
- εντροπία Celestial Bronze Panflute: Has depictions carved into the metal that form a scene across the reeds.
When played they can create and manipulate vines and root systems to the users will and is capable of aiding in creating madness or chaos with its songs.
What Do They Carry On Them: - εντροπία
- Clothing: Light blue slim fit button up dress shirt, white knitted sweater, 6 leather bracelets, light brown pants, and worn in white converse.
- Satchel: Contains a first aid kit, Pens, Pencils, Brown 95 lb Paper Notepad, Travel Watercolor Kit, Zune, Headphones.
- Tervis
- Scented Hand Sanitizer
- White Faux Leather Gloves
- Short Sword
Possessions In Cabin:
- Faux Leather Suitcases: Full of Various Wardrobe Changes.
- Dark Wooden Box: Various tea sachets.
- Several Metal Containers with Various Loose Leaf Teas.
- Electric Kettle.
- Cast Iron Tea Set
- Wooden Box: Full of Candy
- Bow
- Quiver: Normal Arrows
Biography Cassian's life was anything but normal growing up. At an early age his mother began to teach him the proper way to wield a bow, and how to nock an arrow. She always said that she had to learn at an early age, and how she wished for him to be better than she was, to be more prepared. For what he didn't know. His mother would tell him that his father was up above, watching him, and that every year on his birthday, if they partied hard enough and celebrated enough, his father could join them in spirit and see how much he's grown even if Cassian couldn't see him.
He spent most of his time outside in the garden his mother had planted in their backyard. Making friends with the dryads that took refuge in their trees, the naiads that lived in the lake that sat behind their property. At first Cassian had assumed they were just his imagination, until one day he worked up the courage to speak to one of them and they replied back. It only made him wish to stay out more, to stay with his friends and talk the hours away. He never made many friends outside of the mythical ones, because his mother had decided to homeschool him. His physical education was always some form of obstacle course, or sword and bow training. He was taught about nature, the usefulness of plants, their properties, how to carefully extract honey from a hive, and how to tend to the wounded.
Cassian didn't think much of it, having nothing to compare it too until he finally made a friend within his cul-de-sac. Later on when he had asked them about their Dryads, he was met with a confused look, and Cassian thought it best not to press on. His mother later told him that only
special boys and girls could see and hear the spirits of the world, and that he would know more when he turned thirteen.
Unfortunately for Cassian, his friend had let it slip to some neighborhood kids that Cassian believed in mythology. So a group of kids decided to call him out to "play". They all had entered a wooded area nearby and off everyone's property. They told Cassian that if the spirits of Nature did exist, they would have no problem defending him then. The kids encircled him, cracking knuckles and grabbing branches as weapons. But before any could lay a hand on him, Cassian's eyes flared purple and a handful of children became mad. They clucked like chickens, others ran in circles flapping their hands as if they could fly, some just babbled incoherently. A few children remained unscathed, looking at Cassian like hebwas a freak. One went to hit him to try and make it stop but a Dryad had stepped up and knocked him out. To everyone else it just seemed as if he clumsily ran into a branch on the tree, but Cassian knew better.
When Cassian turned thirteen they threw the biggest party of all. A celebration to mark his start of being a young adult, to mark the day he could know more about his family, those special boys and girls, and of course to show his father how much he'd grown. What he hadn't expected was to get a gift from his father that day. There was no name attached to it, but his mother assured him it was meant for him when he turned 13. She explained why he couldn't make an appearance all those years before, how the ancient laws forbade it. Cassian found out about Camp Half-Blood, and his mother asked for Cassian to stay with her for two more years.
How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood: Cassian has only been at Camp Half-Blood for 7 months. Having joined on his fifteenth birthday as a farewell to his mother and a reunion with his father. In those months he has spent much of his time helping in the strawberry fields, wandering the forests to befriend the spirits of nature, swimming in the lake and chatting up the naiads, and helping the satyrs in any way he can. 7 months in which he could learn to hone his mother's powers as well as Dionysus'. Cassian learned that day that he was a legacy, a child of Dionysus and the son to a daughter of Eris, giving him sway over chaos and madness. She had protected him this long, now she wanted to show him how to do it himself.
Theme Song:Extra Information: PostGreek- Hades.
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