<div align="center"><em>-NPC story post- <br/></em><br/></div><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f3/JamalNPC.jpg) </div><br/>Jamal Ryker - Son of Hermes (Npc)<br/>Breakfast time at the pavilion, Hermes's table (End)<hr/><br/><br/>Jamal yanked off his camp shirt, leaving him in a black tank top. The orange shirt was stained red with blood (Marcus's) and he had been getting a few stares once he made his way back to the pavilion. The tables, those who had children, were filling up. His was always the loudest and had a revolving door of campers while others sat empty, didn't make a whole lot of sense but after a while you stopped asking questions.<br/><br/>After loading up a few fruits, eggs and waffles, he managed to steal a corner seat and began to eat. All of the kids in his cabin knew he was on night watch that week, night watch normally got a little more slack since they stayed up all night. After the first plate, he passed out, using his waffles as a pillow. Jamal would wake up up in time and make it to his cabin. The other members of his cabin knew to leave him alone and deny any passing campers from fucking with him. A cabin had to stick together after all!<br/><br/>