Name: Danielle Raven Nightshine , "Dani", "Rave"
Age: 17
Parentage: Erebus(Erebos); Lesser god, god of darkness (Erebus was not mentioned in the Percy Jackson series, so unless anyone wants to play a sibling, I'm as.suming (this site censored that?) that she's his only child.)
Appearance: Pic; Thick unruly black hair frames her face, light silver-gray eyes gaze at the world curiously. Her pale skin belies her Cherokee heritage, her features and coloring more closely resembling her father. She dresses in black most of the time, prefering jeans and a tank to anything else. She always has on a worn black leather trench coat, and a pair of small pewter skull earrings, with onyx eyes. She keeps a utility belt to carry her varius herbs and potions, and carries a plain brown satchel to keep a few belongings in. (And of course she has her Camp Half-Blood necklace, with one bead, light blue in color, with the Empire State Building, and gold Greek letters spelling out "For the Fallen", and the names of all those who died that day.*)
 Personallity: Pretty easy-going, and open minded, she gets along well with most people whether she agrees with their opinions on things or not. She values her alone time, but can also still have a good time with a crowd. Her p*censored*ions are books, herbalism, and puzzles, and she can often be found at the Athena cabin. She enjoys training at Camp Half-Blood, particularly in archery.
History: Growing up on the Cherokee reservation in Tahlequah Oklahoma, she was often mocked by her peers because of her pale skin and eyes, but she always laughed with them. Her mother had told her from the beginning who her father was, but she never really considered that she might have inherited anything from him except her looks. When she was thirteen, she was taken as an acolyte by the tribe shaman, who taught her the different uses for plants and herbs, including making both medicines and poisons. When she hadn't managed to find her spiritual path by her fifteenth birthday, she quit training, and instead began focusing on her books, prefering anything about witches and witchcraft, fiction or non. It was a few months later when a harpie attacked her. She was cornered, and the creature was about to finish her when her best friend, Kaze, got between her and the harpie. Seeing the only kid who had never laughed at her differentness--who had believed her when she told him about her father--killed before her eyes, she snapped. After letting out one enraged scream, she threw her hands out, and a wave of shadow raised up and over the harpie, and when the shadow faded, the monster was gone. After Kaze's funeral, her mother came forward with a letter, telling her she had gotten it three years prior, inviting her to Camp Half-Blood. A sort of year-round summer camp, for children of the Olympian gods and goddesses. After reading the letter, Rave decided to go, and was soon on a plane to New York City.
Preffered weapon: Poison, Bow and arrows
Skills: Shadowmancy (manipulating the darkness, making weapons from shadows, moving through shadows, etc.), Night vision, Poisoning (Undeveloped yet, but at some point I plan on having her develop the ability to poison her enemies with her shadow-weapons, and without using her herbs)
Other Details: Her eyes are sensitive to the light, and she often has to wear dark shades when it's sunny, or if there are bright florescent lights.
*: The bead on her necklace is the actual bead given in the final book.. Anyone who is playing a character that was at Camp Half-Blood that year should have it. That's the year that Danielle joined the Camp, so she would be in her second year when this RP takes place. (If anyone needs help with the beads, I know all of the ones from the year Annabell came to camp. I've been trying to make the necklace for myself for awhile. xD)

May I join? I love the books.

Yes, you can, Tribecka. :D Of course you can. ^_^

( Could I start? Please? Pretty please? xD )

It was around six in the evening. The little tufts of cotton in the sky had acquired tints of vermilion and magenta in them, and blended well with the peach colour of the sky. A flock of birds- pigeons, some noticed- flew across the sky. It was quiet and serene, though on occasion, the faint croak of a toad could be heard from the lake.

It was perfect.

Matt and Adrian were playing a game of basketball, and it was very funny to watch. Considering Adrian's large frame, and Matt's tiny one, it was pretty obvious who would win it. However, Adrian being his father's son; he was rather dazed while playing, and uttered odd 'Ooh's and 'Aah's as Matt dribbled the ball past him, and scored.

''Yet again,'' grinned Matt, as he wiped the sweat of his forehead.

'' How do you do that?'' sighed Adrian, as he walked over to his water-bottle, taking a long draught from it.

'' It's pretty much all your contribute, mate...'' smirked Matt, his hazel eyes sparkling with mischief. 

'' I shall defeat you,'' said Adrian firmly,'' Come on, chop chop! One more game!''

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