DISCLAIMER: Locations and mythos are the property of Rick Roirdan, as such, we do not claim it (http://rickriordan.com/).

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Fire. That's what the dream foretold of. Fire and ashes, as the thick smoke, billowed on the wind itself, leaving only ruin in its wake.


A dream no more as hissing embers rose amid a chorus of screams and disorientation. The flames seemed to thrive on the blantant chaos it lay among, children of all ages calling for parents both Godly and not as Camp Deshret sprang to life, attempting to restore a sense of order to the situation at hand. Their efforts, however, appeared as vain as futile attempts to quell the building flames, ultimately only serving to add to the very chaos that appeared to surround and engulf them as the smoke continued to thicken.

Among the frantic cries and desperate sobs, the groaning wail as charred wood gave way and surroundings trees lit like matches, came a word as countless campers clamoured and flocked to the poorly maintained portals. Retreat. The risk was considerable, for the portals had been made in haste and their magic waned, yet the promise that lay beyond was irrestistable. Safety. The risk was seldom thought of, the eldest among them sheperding and shouting both reassurance as Camp Directors did the same.

Their words, however, fell on deaf ears at the sound that followed, many forced to relinquish their grip on one another as their hands clasped their ears, the roar of the lion silencing even the fire.

A figure in the smoke, untouched by the flames through which he walked, the dull scrape of the butcher's knife against smouldering ground trailing what silence followed, smoke now intermingled with the pungent scent of spiced wine and lavish oils.

Shesmu had arrived and with him, came Deshret's destruction.

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Camp Deshret, a supposed safe-haven for children of both Eygptian Divines and aspiring magicians, is no more. Desperate to spare otherwise innocent lives from the wrath of Shesmu - Drinker of blood and Lord of oils - in his efforts to overthrow Amun-Ra and take his place as King of the Gods, Deshret's former protectors cast portals elsewhere, anywhere, unaware that a similiar 'safe-haven' even exsisted.

Till now, anyways. The sudden arrival of a dozen wide-eyed children upon the hill was not something Camp Halfblood had ever anticipated, or, for that matter, thought possible. In spite of what suspicions promptly aroused, their unexpected guests were reluctantly welcomed; seemingly unaffected by the mist that so often deterred mere mortals. Things between and among either Camp seem tense, and neither seems to trust the other entirely, both uncertain what to make of the other.

Forced to co-exsist, with little option to do otherwise, perhaps things are not as bad as they seem...

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Welcome!

As you might have guessed, this RP contains elements of the Kane Chronicles (Egyptian Gods, Magicians) in a crossover with the Percy Jackson series. We do not, however, accept canon characters outside of the Gods themselves. (Percy, Annabeth, Carter, Sadie and so forth, are all non-exsistant, as far as this RP is concerned. Additionally, Children of monsters are accepted. See Character Sheets for more info).

This is and will be the RPs Main chat thread, whether accepting new faces or simply discussing what goes on in RP. Please ensure you keep it professional though, spamming is not appreciated.


Other than that, Feel free to join. We don't bite! ;D

NOTE: Lioden Rules Apply, PLEASE read the rules located in the Character Sheets. Faliure to do this will result in your application being DECLINED


RP THREAD AND CHARACTER SHEETS CAN BE FOUND BELOW:

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