Brandon Drought.

Full Name:
Brandon Alexander Drought
Nicknames: None.
Age: 18
Years at camp:
Brandon is in his second year at camp.

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Hair: Brandon has brown hair with bangs that hang infront of his eyes.
Eyes: Brandon has Sea-Green eyes.
Body type: Brandon Is pretty athletic and fast. Hes thin and kin of tall.
Distinct Markings: A tiny Crescent scar on his wrist.
Style: Brandon wears hoodies, Shorts, sneakers. really anything, as long as its comfy.

Personality:
Brandon is shy, But once he gets to talk,hes very humourous and kind. since he never really talks,
he is almost always in his cabin reading a book,playing on his laptop or writing in his diary.His friends consider
him as a shy dude, and get very defensive If you insult him.

God parent:
Nike Goddess of Victory.
Mortal Parent:
James Drought.
Date of birth: 9.1.1994

Powers:
Brandon has no powers, hes just extremely good in the activities at camp.
Fatal Flaw:
Brandon thinks he can overcome his deepest fears even if their impossible to overcome.
Other flaws: Arachnophobia, Fear of snakes.

Weapons:
Usually brandon doesnt fight, but he has a CB dagger at his belt.
Pets: Brandon owns a Horse named Tulip. It is brown and has shaggy hair.
Talents/skills: Really all activities in camp, exept archery.

RP example:
As Brandon walks through the woods he thought about home. How nice it would be, back with his mortal friends,Playing basketball, eating dinners that his real father would make. he even built a treehouse for him.
his other family was nice too, But it was boring there.
Of course he liked it in camp too, but he wished he would see his mother one day. Brandon clenched his
fists. No he thoght. Dont even think about her.

Biography:
Brandon was sitting at his old families table, eating dinner when a storm brew up.
Brandon always thought His other mom was his real mother. " Mom?" He had asked her "Wheres dad?"
She gulped. " I dont know,Probably at work. Now eat your dinner!" she snapped. Brandon had noticed that she
was worried the last few days. She had told brandon he was on a Buisness trip, But he didnt believe her.On that day
he was only eight." You dont know, do you?Youre worried Yourself! Am I right?!" "Sweetie-" " No.NO.NO!"
Brandon had stormed up to his room crying.He had loved his dad and he had loved him.And he was just gone.
On that day he found out the women wasnt his real mother.Brandon had wondered who she really was, and why dad left.When Brandon turned sixteen, he went out to find his REAL mom. He ran away.On his way he found a strange looking guy which sniffed him. The dudes eyes widend. " YOURE A HALF BLOOD! WOOOOOOHOOOOO WE FOUND A NOTHER ONE!!!!!" "Um-" "YESSSSS" Then out behind a tree another guy came out. "Um Roger? Ill take the kid from here."
"WEEEEEE" The weird guy said.The other man told me who i really was, and soon enough he brought me
to camp. When I got claimed by Nike, Brandon Started Hating her. He was furios at her, for Leaving him.
He never got to know her.He didnt turn evil though!

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