objective: to find the spear of deimos and return it to the mortal realm.
participants: xu minghao. chittaphon leechaiyajul. satyr npc.
outcome: success with major injuries, near death >:d
@x. minghao being the only child of deimos meant most of the attention regarding said deity would be on him.
it's not too bad for the most part. not being the offspring of better known gods, ten was able to scrape beneath the surface of being acknowledged by other campers, only making himself known when he wished to. no one to compete with him, no one to rouse gossips or drama — just a university kiddo going about his camp life.
that was, until last night, when his sire decided to pay him a visit in his dreams.
over a freaking /spear/.
for all his father's omnipotent nature, ten had to wonder how one earth did he manage to lose his belongings in the mortal realm. even better, he had absolutely no clue why /he/ had to be the one to fetch the missing object. i mean, deimos is the higher being here, he should be able to retrieve whatever is lost with a snap of his fingers, right?
but now, ten couldn't just go on a mission without a partner. that was practically serving his head on a silver platter. he was pretty sure that's why most campers go off on adventures in groups instead of individually.
cue current time ten trying to find someone to accompany him but not knowing who exactly he could trust to bring him back to camp in one piece and alive.
