https://t.co/KWkhde5zD5 long replies n interactions n stuff will be done someetimeee across my accts bc i'm moving next week so i have to finish packing + yule/christmas stuff.
as fiona theo⸻which is a shortened *𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 of imítheos dolofónos⸻it pretends to be a daughter of phrike (horror, trembling fear) who joined kronos' army after other campers villianized her for her powers. only other deities can ⸻
dense forest lay ahead, silent footsteps on the forest floor as the demigod killer follows it's pet hellhounds. kynigó ﹠ aíma have hunted greater men, those who called themselves heroes only to spit in the faces of those who aided ⸻
"you won't make it back to the border." it's voice reverberates through the trees ﹠ to @burdenedarms. it wasn't allowed to hunt within the camp he was headed back to, but right outside of it was fair game. "might as well choose ⸻
𝒂 demigod killer? you wound me. ( hand to heart, faux pain etched cross face before turning into a sadistic smile. ) i'm *𝐭𝐡𝐞 demigod killer. not one of those fakes who try to claim my name.
( stepping closer, allowing blade to press against chest. ) you haven't figured it out yet? i thought athena's children were supposed to be smart. i'll give you a hint; i'm a hunter. what do i hunt? that's up to you to figure out.
you know, times like these make me rethink the whole "fake persona" thing. only one person has ever survived me, child. and that's herakles. are you a modern-aged herakles?
promises, warnings. words that have no meaning to me. even if you did say something... i could still spin a tale of defense. after all, you wouldn't survive a fight against me with your... inexperience.