[The gods made a promise to identify and bring in their children by the time they turned thirteen. There were exceptions to that before, in the form of Leo, Piper, and Jason, but it looks like they weren't the only ones. The kid currently making his way up half-blood hill certainly seems too old to be thirteen. Someone good at guessing ages might say fifteen, but like most demigods, he carries himself like he's older- like he's grown up fast.
However old he is, he's well-versed in the dangers of being a demigod. His clothes are worn and dirty, and the sword he has, slung in a sheath over his back, is definitely well-used. When he gets to the top of the hill, he stumbles to a halt, locking his knees and bracing himself against the pine tree with one hand. When a glowing owl appears over him, he doesn't even flinch. He just stares up at it.]
[Option B: Come up with your own scenario! Make it whatever you'd like.]
Dirk Strider
[The gods made a promise to identify and bring in their children by the time they turned thirteen. There were exceptions to that before, in the form of Leo, Piper, and Jason, but it looks like they weren't the only ones. The kid currently making his way up half-blood hill certainly seems too old to be thirteen. Someone good at guessing ages might say fifteen, but like most demigods, he carries himself like he's older- like he's grown up fast.
However old he is, he's well-versed in the dangers of being a demigod. His clothes are worn and dirty, and the sword he has, slung in a sheath over his back, is definitely well-used. When he gets to the top of the hill, he stumbles to a halt, locking his knees and bracing himself against the pine tree with one hand. When a glowing owl appears over him, he doesn't even flinch. He just stares up at it.]
[Option B: Come up with your own scenario! Make it whatever you'd like.]