Cabin 7

The wooden door of Cabin 7 creaked open, instantly letting in the warm, golden glow of sunshine that seemed to perpetually radiate from its cedar walls. Inside, the cabin was absolute chaos bunks lined with acoustic guitars, stray sheet music, medical bandages, and quiver-bound arrows resting against every available post. The room was packed with campers, all bright-eyed and bustling.

At the center of it all, a tall boy with sandy hair and a easygoing smile turned toward you, his face lighting up the second he noticed you standing on the threshold.

"Hey there! Welcome to Cabin 7!" Lee Fletcher, current Head Counselor, called out cheerfully, stepping forward to greet you with a welcoming clap on your shoulder. "Come on in, make yourself at home. Don't mind the mess with this many siblings under one roof, quiet days are pretty rare." He gestured around the lively room to introduce the rest of the crew:

"That's Will Solace over there prepping first-aid kits, and Michael Yew" Lee pointed toward a shorter, sharp-eyed boy who was aggressively restringing a combat longbow. "Kayla Knowles is tuning her bow string near the window, Austin Lake is running scales on his saxophone with Yan and Gracie, and the rest of our chaotic extended family."

From across the room, Michael Yew paused mid-string, letting out a loud, heavy sigh. He tossed his hands up and looked directly up at the ceiling, as if staring straight through the roof toward the heavens.

"Really, Dad? Another one?" Michael muttered in an exasperated tone, shaking his head with a scowl before muttering under his breath. "We're running out of bunks as it is..."

Lee chuckled, swatting Michael's bow playfully before turning back to you with an encouraging grin.

"Ignore him, he's harmless. Since you're one of Apollo's kids, everyone here usually inherits a specific blessing or domain from Dad. So... what’s your specialty?" Lee asked curiously, crossing his arms.

"Are you leaning toward Archery or Arts? Healing and Vitakinesis? Music? Poetry? Photokinesis controlling light? Prophecy? Or maybe Plague Manipulation being able to curse people with sickness, fever, or localized contagion when you're pushed? Which domain feels like yours?"