<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=80777.msg3631813#msg3631813">Quote from: Jason Masters on 14-09-2010, 16:57:41</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><em></em><div align="center">Jeff</div>[/i]<br/><br/>He had shown up bright and early, his father had actually thrown him out near the boundaries of the great camp of hero's. Jeff was a son of Apollo but he was more like his Uncle Hermes, cunning quick on his feet and a great Con man. His latest con didn't go so well which is why the twenty four year old was here. <br/>So here he was in the Half-blood working some of his 'siblings' out of drachma with a fixed dice game<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div align="center"><em>Tiffany</em></div><hr/><br/>Yawning, the dark haired daughter of the forge crawled out of her bed. The stiffling heat that always filled their cabin didn't bother her in the least bit. Fire had always been her friend after all. With another yawn she pulled on her black shirt and jeans before heading out into the fresh air of the camp. Tiffany was a year-round camper, but never got used to the rest of the camp not smelling like their forge.<br/><br/>Her eyes fell on a blond camper that looked a little old to be here. He was playing dice with some of the younger kids and appeared to win every time. Rolling her eyes, she disappeared into their cabin forge and came out only minutes later with a pair of metal dice, "Hey, why don't you play me with these?" she eyed him a moment, wondering if he would reject the offer. If so, then she was sure he was cheating.