The sun had just risen over the fog covered camp. The camp was usually covered in a morning fog, though today the fog was thick, limiting the vision of those who were at the camp. Though for those who ran the camp and for the one who was in touch with the gods, this was a sign that something was about to happen. What that was, it was hard to tell for anyone. They just knew they would have to keep there eyes open for any signs from the gods.<br/><br/><br/>As the campers started to wake up, the cooks started to well cook. They knew that they had at least twenty minutes before anyone showed up, enough time to make a lot food. The mess hall its self was mostly ran by the campers, as it was rather hard to find cooks who were demigods, though the campers were rather good at cooking.<br/><br/>---------<br/><br/>Josh yawned softly as he sat up in his buck, stretching his arms above his head. His fingers bushing against the top of the cabin. He then slowly, and quietly climbed down from the top buck, as he didn't want to wake any of his half sisters. Who would complain to him about waking them up. Though he did wonder how he was the only male son of Odin. But he didn't have much time to think about as he had little time to take a shower and get dressed before the others woke up and kicked him out of the bathroom. So he grabbed his clothes and sword from a closest and went into the bathroom.<br/><br/>Josh quickly had a shower, bushed his teeth, got dress, put his sword belt on his waist and then put his sword in the sheath, then quitily snuck out of th cabin. He let out a soft sigh of relief as he got out of the cabin. "Ha, didn't wake anyone up. Time for breakfast." He said to him self, walking towards the mess hall.