Thank you! The hardest part was figuring out a reason he'd go to Camp Half-Blood since he truly loved Camp Jupiter. ^^"
I'm glad he'll have a few fast friends at camp, the guy needs them ^-^ Heh, I think Erin might become the closest to Logan, with her tough-as-nails personality. Those are quite common in Camp Jupiter and it'll be like a slice of home for him!
"If your actions inspire others to dream more, learn more, do more and become more, you are a leader." - John Quincy Adams
~General Information~
Name:Logan Murdock Nick-Names: Logger, the Loganator (self-made nickname), Doc Sex/Gender: Male Age: Seventeen Place Of Origin: Boulder, Colorado Camp Cabin: Stand-in Counselor of Cabin One- Zeus
Appearance -Looks about nineteen or twenty years old: His eyes are a stormy dark grey and lightens to an almost blue when he is in a truly good mood.
~Relationship Information~
Relationship Status: Single, but grieving. Sexuality: Straight Partner: None Godly Parent:jʊpɪtɛr- Jupiter, or Jove. Human Parent: Aoife (pronounced ee-fa) Siblings: None Legacy: Second generation Legacy of Fortūna- His grandfather was a half-blood, born of Fortūna. Pet/s: None Other: Erin Chase(cousin), Claire Bellerose(cousin).
~Personal Information~
Personality: Logan is a tireless optimistic and seen as an inspiration by his fellow Campers. He found that the burden of being a child of the king of gods was only heavy if one allowed it to be. He tries to prove that he is worthy of expectations, driving him to train nearly day and night to hone already impressive skills. His perfectionism applies only to the field however, if one were to look at his personal quarters they'd find it is frequently a whirlwind of messiness. This contrast often befuddles anyone that tries to get close to Logan, which is a difficult task. Knowing how others look up to him, Logan frequently keeps people at a friendly distance. He'll make small talk, but once questions become more personal, he tries to avoid and change the subject. With his intense drive, many people begrudge him, saying that no one could be quite so perfect as the Child of Jupiter strives to be.
They'd be right, as Logan hosts a vast expanse of doubt and grief. Logan feels that he may not be up to the task of honoring his godly father and living up to Jason's name, especially after his last battle. With the loss came a tempering of his usually outgoing and inclusive behavior, leading to his seclusive behavior. Many have tried to talk to Logan, with words of condolences and permission to show his pain, but he waves it off not wanting to worry others. He feels that if he's to heal, he must first try to heal others but never sees the shortcoming of that line of reasoning. Being quite logical, he knows that he should open to someone about his problems, but still feels that he should not burden anyone with them. He feels it is almost a sign of weakness to be so broken by one death when loss has been felt by so many after the recent wars.
Logan is only as good as his tolerance and has been suffering bouts of melancholia and despair. His bright outlook is often swept aside as this mood settles on the boy and he secludes himself during these times. If one were to look for him, they might find him at the edge of an expanse of water in the wilderness or a shoreline. He finds screaming helps, but only does so when he is certain none may overhear him. Nonetheless, he drives on, wanting to be rid of the demons that have settled on his soul. On the worst nights, he listens to the last voicemail he received from Ashley.
Skills: A paramount soldier, Logan is versed in an array of tactics and types of warfare. He found that his best skill is in the breaking of the enemy's defense, often putting him at the front-line of a battlefield. He is a fair hand at archery, but excels with bladed weapons and staves. His personal love is hand-to-hand combat, going to a mixed-martial arts dojo in his spare time to learn the tricks of their trade. He is usually seen carrying a gladius, a larger than normal buckler, and a pair of javelins onto the battlefield.
Being a child of Jupiter, he has the ability to manipulate the winds, fly, and summon great bolts of lightning to smite his enemy. After Jason Grace's accounts of his last quest, he has begun to practice his abilities of flight, finding it harder than expected. He can manage it, but finds the ability taxing and prefers to save his strength for his other talents. He finds that he can summon exceptional feats of strength, much like Heracles, for short bursts of time, but it leaves him utterly exhausted forcing him to recuperate for awhile. His last gift is the ability to summon a great lightning storm aura around his person, but is only accessible during great duress or extreme emotion.
Unknown to Logan, the blood of Fortūna still runs in his veins, but not like his grandfather who had made a fortune in stocks after taking great risks and always having them pay off. The gift of luck has been passed down, but diluted through the generational gap. Arrows tend to miss him and enemies' attacks do not always land where they intended, but Logan is in no way infallible. One arrow is not all the enemy will be able to fire and one slash is not what wins a fight. Other than this, Logan has hunches, or vibes as he calls them, forewarning him when something terrible or great is to happen.
Other than his skills as a demigod and solider, Logan has been writing poetry on and off for years. Recently he's taken to it with a fervor, writing down his pain one of the few ways he can console himself.
Biography: Logan was born with a family already versed in the world of the gods and was raised in the dark. He lived in ignorance until he was fifteen, until he grew too powerful and became the target of monsters. They told him of his half-blood and Legacy status and soon he embarked on a journey to the House of Wolves. He passed his trials quickly, earning his Camp Jupiter tattoo and was placed in the First Cohort, from the commendation of his Grandfather, a Legacy of Fortūna. He rose in ranks quickly, nearly besting Jason's own record. This is where the similarities end, as Logan was never offered the title of Praetor. His last quest ended in abysmal failure and nearly broke the optimistic young man.
In a team of three, he was the sole survivor due to a lot of luck. Tasked with finding out about a rumored amassing of monsters Logan, his second-in-command Nolan, and his girlfriend Ashley went to investigate. They were careful, scouting the perimeter before going into the area cited in their information. The monsters were waiting however and ambushed them as the trie entered a hastily abandoned camp. Although each of them were skilled, they were pushed until their backs were to a cliff. The monsters were unrelenting and followed in pursuit. Logan saw no other way of destroying this threat to his camp and with the agreement of his friends, struck the ground with his fist, cracking the rock shelf with his summoned strength. As the terrible cracking filled the air, he said good-bye to his friends and lover, puling them into a fierce embrace.
He awoke the night after, toppling out of the one tree left standing among a field of debris from the broken cliff. Coughing, he searched for days until he had no more strength. His friends were no where to be seen, dead under the avalanche of rocks. How had he survived when his friends hadn't? He screamed out his grief and slowly made his way back to camp. He arrived a couple weeks later, Reyna ashen-faced when he informed him of the incident. Unable to face his fellow campers, he requested transfer to Camp Half-Blood, hoping the change of scenery might rid him of his grief.
~Weaponry Information~
Weapon/s: Gladius, two pilum, buckler, and a pugio Weapon/s Name: Gladius- "Semper acer" or always sharp Weapon/s Type:Blades are of Imperial gold, buckler of celestial bronze. Attributes: His gladius, Semper Acer is without rival when it comes to sharpness, cutting through any material.
Weapons Appearances: Gladius- shortsword Pilum- throwing spears Pugio- small dagger Buckler- strapped to arm instead of held.
~Other Information~
Other:Logan is new to Camp Half-Blood and has no connections as of yet. This will be his first day in his new home.
Isn't she inconsolable as of the moment? Titan is thinking to capitalize on her grief and bring her to Nasus. I would think she would take this moment to try to avenge Silas by killing the one who actually posted the bounty, taking a page out of Randy's book instead of trying to kill someone that is just doing his "job".
Dipping into an inner pocket, Titan pulled several Gears out which he then threw into the air above the mob. They came to life, floating out among the people. It seemed the girl was right, for many of the people were dispersing as the melee drew to its close. He may have been a bounty hunter, but when he saw no sign of Silas and a dead lycan, the man put the two bits of information together. He was a bounty hunter, but no monster, he'd allow his target time to grieve. But that body was worth more than his weight in gold and Titan would get his hands on it in due time.
JG seemed to have grown in confidence and restlessness after he had given her the blade. She held onto it with an experienced hand which told him more than her words ever would. Now she practically abuzz with energy and a willingness to battle. Akkina was a dangerous woman when not ruled by her emotions. She now had the Junker and Kyato as companions, powerful if not unlikely partners. He still felt a little anger towards the man, but that was neither here nor there. He had sufficient means to bring the man down. Even one bag of gold sent to the Financial Commissioner's would bring the business man down, counterfeits were highly frowned upon. Sure, Kyato could deny it, but Titan's proof was the bounty the man had set, and the completion notice. The case would be open and shut.
"No... just a companion. If there will be fighting, the remaining bounty won't be doing it. When her friends aren't watching her, as they frequently don't, I will snatch her then deliver her to Nasus." Titan informed her, watching the screens and not the crowd. One man fell directly into the giant and started to back up fearfully. To make an example, Titan struck him with a lazy backhand, sending the man some distance into another group of people. They were given decidedly more room after that.
"I plan to stay where I am and strike when it's least expected. But, that corpse has a bounty that I will be taking. The other hunters will most likely flee, seeing as the guard will be here to take order soon enough." He turned and pulled JG to his side, which was a safer place for the both of them. She may have trusted him, but until he could figure out her machinations, Titan was unsure of the girl he had set out to help. Nothing was ever as it seemed in this place.
I swear i was just trying to slow everyone down not god stuff Im sorry. *cries* ;-; ;-; ;-;
Then try to write it as something that could be avoided if within their characters' abilities. If I wanted a general ice power, like Killer Frost or Iceman, I'd write something like this: "Pounding his fist to the ground, the surface of ice seemed to nearly instantaneously reach to his enemies' feet and legs. Only the very agile or strong could break this kind of frost spell before it completely encased their bodies!"
Something like that, it sounds powerful, but you've written that it can be avoided if the other posters are creative enough.
