Oscar Kale Evans
Son of Zeus
Son of Zeus
Oscar breathed in deeply, taking in the scent of the grove, it's calming effect on the body was well met as he looked to the sky. "I know my father wants the best for me.....but um....well nevermind, maybe it's for the best not to question it." he spoke, holding up his hand, he balled it into a fist. "before coming here. I fought a hellhound with my barehards and nearly won....glade saved me when I was in a pinch by giving me the sword....and I killed the hound and took it's teeth as a spoil of war....and I still have them in my bunk...but at that time, I could break wood and concrete slats. Now....I haven't properly tested my strength in years really. Maybe it's time to do that. But another time....what about you though, you've let me ramblke on, it's your turn now." he teased.