<div align="center"><em>Whoa, how can I get a job here? Vincent at Hephaestus's cabin. </em></div><hr/><br/>After a great lunch at the pavilion, Vincent decided to give maintenance a break for now. He explored the camp even caught a glimpse of Abigale shooting bows with a few younger kids. He smiles at the antics of the kids before moving on, everyone seemed to have their thing to do. Some dueled and played war, others rock-climbed which he gave it a few rounds up the wall but over all he was pretty bored. Remembering he still had the tool belt from the steel mill (aka Hephaestus's cabin), he decided it was time to return it. The cabin seemed empty, he had never gone around to the back where he found tools, forges and smelters that had him looking on in awe. It felt like he was back at home at the shop, he looked at  large scrap of metal and without asking anyone began to work.<br/><br/>"A chariot...for the race..."<br/>He mumbled to himself as the idea for something to build came to mind! Vincent found himself excited, so much work to do he looked around and saw no one, thinking they were all at lunch. Not even bothering to look or ask for permission he began to take scrap from the piles. He had done body work before, he figured pounding the kinks out of the scrap metal would give him the chance to have full control of the building process. The hammering of steel against and anvil began soon after that, Vincent found himself working accurately with the image he had in mind. Somehow he always ended up getting lost in his own little world, the night before at the stables and now he had this cabin.