<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/eb/Marcus_Aiden.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Marcus Patton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10172885#msg10172885)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Unclaimed<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Front Gates of Camp Halfblood<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 21st - 7:55 am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Justine<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Bloody, exhausted, hungry, bruised and really pissed off!<hr/><br/>Marcus didn't know why, but when he heard the call for 'ugly' behind the wall, he actually looked as well. It wasn't as if he thought he was ugly, it was mostly confusion and the realization that somebody was actually there! Marcus did not let the distraction go to waste, he charged as best as he could as the lion head roared in annoyance! A huge clawed paw swatted the arrow away, but the goat and snake head turned on Marcus!<br/><br/>The spear flew true, right between the creatures necks but it did nothing but piss it off more! Thinking fast he rolled to the side as the viper head lashed at him. The massive paws attempting to trample him as the lion's head snapped blindly in its rage. Marcus managed to slash at it twice before freeing his spear only to stumble backwards.<br/><br/>Arrows began to pepper its sides, even with the ranged support it was not a battle he could keep up for long. Marcus was running on fumes, his knees even buckled. Run....run where? The gates were closed, or at least they appeared to be, he didn't have the time to turn away from the massive creature hunting him. A large claw batted him to the ground, sending him down onto the street but as it pounced, Marcus caught it in the belly with his spear! Crawling out from underneath it, he felt the viper clamp him around the shoulder!<br/><br/>His vision began to darken, the venom coursing through his body making him feel sluggish while burning every nerve in his body. With his sword in both hands, he jabbed and stabbed at the snake's head until the head came loose, lingering on his shoulder like a grotesque trophy, attached by the fangs embedded into his body. The creature wailed in pain, or perhaps those were Marcus's as he found himself fighting face to face with the creature. He weakly managed to deflect and evade the creatures claws, cutting and hacking at it's head until it finally slumped and vanished in a poof of golden dust. "Hey...." Marcus called out to the two on the gate. "Who you calling ugly..." He asked as he slowly turned to walk towards the gate, each step more painful then the last.<br/><br/>