The Southern Dark Forest

Andrew caught Anders glancing at him and raised an eyebrow. "What's up?" He asked as he caught up to him. Waiting for a reply, he snatched more firewood as he kept on walking. He made sure his Stygian Iron daggers were securely fastened on his belt, making sure they were ready if a monster like a leucrota or a hekatonkheire appeared out of nowhere.

"I think just a few more'n we'll be fine." Andrew answered. "Don't worry about hellhounds, though. There are worse monsters to be worrying about 'round here." His arms were bearing quite a load, but he managed to put a couple more sticks on top. I think this should do it, he decided. Looking around, Andrew thought they were still relatively safe. As long as they don't make any sudden, harsh sounds or anything, they'd be fine.

Andrew nodded and followed them. It wouldn't take them long to get to the clearing. "So how long have you guys been here at camp?" He asked. He might as well start getting to know the two if they were all going to camp the night together.

"About a year ago or so." Andrew nodded in agreement with Kyler. "Yeah, same. It still is, kind of. This is probably the first time actually camping during my time at Camp, though." He chuckled a bit. Andrew looked ahead of them and saw the trees ending curtly a few meters ahead. He smiled, saying, "Well, we're here." There was his tent and pack at the center of the clearing. He started heading to the front of the tent.

Andrew put his load on top of Anders and started sorting out the few sticks that were driest. They'd be the starting fuel for the fire to catch onto later tonight. "I don't think I have enough room in my tent to fit all three of us without it being cramped, but I have a spare in my backpack if you guys want it." He offered.

Andrew nodded back. "Yeah, no problem." He went to his backpack and fished out the other bag holding his spare tent. He tossed it to Anders and slung his pack onto his right shoulder. Andrew decided he'd put his pack in his tent and unzipped the front side, only to jump backwards and yelp. "HOLY HADES, WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" He demanded from the girl just casually sitting in the middle of his tent. He gripped his larger dagger instinctively.

Andrew furrowed his brows, staring at the odd girl. She mentioned 'daddy' and made him confused. Daddy....? He thought. It took a few moments for it to sink in and his eyes widened a bit. She's a daughter of Hades. He let go of his dagger, hoping it was the right decision. Stammering, Andrew replied, "W-well, we were just gonna go camping for the night here. More importantly, what are you here for?"

"Um, Andrew." He looked back at Kyler and Anders, but they seemed too busy with other matters at the moment. He turned to the girl in his tent again. "And you?" Andrew asked taking a step closer to his tent again. He put his pack in the tent, still a bit baffled about a girl just randomly being in it. Meh, it's whatever. I've experienced weirder.

Andrew nodded. "Yeah, it's a two-man tent. D'you want to come out of it now, though? There're other people here, too." He said. But you probably already heard them. He left the front flap open so Kyler and Anders were visible to Jaz as he went back to the wood pile. Andrew picked the driest pieces, took out some flint and steel, and started working on igniting the pile.

Andrew zipped up his tent and went to his backpack. He was already a bit hungry and decided to get his trail mix snack. He'd only taken a few packets, hoping he'd get dinner with conventional hunting methods. Munching on his grub, Drew walked over to Anders. He was staring at the tent manual. Looking at the pamphlet and then back at him, Andrew swallowed a mouthful of trail mix and asked, "Need any help, bud?"