Discussions over lunch

Evander loved one thing about camp beyond anything else: the food. Or more the presentation of the food, and the magical wine goblets that would fill with anything you wanted. The food was always healthy and delicious, although sometimes Evander skipped it because of texture. Today he had a feeling he was going to enjoy lunch, a barbeque pizza.

The large Ares kid walked over to the brazier and put a piece of his meal in. He muttered a prayer to Ares, the same one he always did, the Homeric hymn that he had memorized soon after arriving at CHB. He also muttered a quick prayer to Hestia, the goddess of the hearth, for if there was one thing he truly longed for, it was to feel at home somewhere.

Once his offerings were made, he went over to the Ares table and sat down.