<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Calgaris Hart</strong></span><br/><br/>Cal was in a dream like state as he set eyes on the camp. He couldn't believe this was real. It was extreme enough finding out who his father was, who he was. But now he was here among so many like him. As he wandered down the row of cabins he noticed that his father did not have one of his own. He was a lesser god Cal supposed as history doesnt speak much of him. But still he could have sprung for something of his won. Cal chuckled to himself an followed a girls voice directing him to the cabin for lesser gods, and unclaimed.<br/><br/>Cal looked upon the run down cabin and strangely sleeping out side didnt sound like a bad idea. The cooling breeze that ran through the evening air relaxed Cal. He approached the girl barking orders from the front and gave a small smile. "Cal Hart! Son of Aeolus. If it frees a bed for someone else I am happy to sleep outside." Cal was always willing to help. The girls appearance was interesting to Cal. She was exciting, he thought. His old lifestyle with his rich step father and overly protected mother kept him in private schools for so long. His only excitement back then was climbing mountains to sit in the breeze. Now he looks at a girl with red tipped hair and pierced lips. He couldn't help but smile looking at her. He gave a small chuckle, as was his response to most feelings he had, and headed inside to the fountain he overheard her mentioning. Having a feeling that she would have some other directions for him he kept his head slightly tilted in her direction so not to miss what she may say as he bent down reaching his hands into the water.