Time To Gear Up

With a quick change into a pair of jeans and a folded orange shirt that was laid on your bed, you at least look the part of a camper, even if you don’t quite feel like one yet. After exiting the cabin you run over to the arena where you can see several camper going at each other with swords, spears, daggers, and several other weapons. You realize you don’t have a weapon and awkwardly look around before an arm slings around your shoulders and you jump in shock. You turn to see some large guy grinning at you, face slightly apologetic.

“Who the hell are you?” You grumble, trying to save face.

“The names Beckendorf and I am one of the top smiths of the Hepheastus Cabin, the crafters of all your monster-slaying tools.” He chuckles as he takes in your grumpy attitude, “Thought you might want to come with me while we get you a tool that kills monsters so you don’t try to punch them.”

With that he leads you to a shed that you walk into and see a army’s number of weapons that are sitting around. You look around and see a bunch of spears, extra-long spears, a few daggers hung on the walls, and some short swords. You even see a few heavy-looking axes and warhammers in the back.

“Try to see what you like,” Beckendorf gestures at the room, “When you do find something, I’ll look it over to see if it’s in decent condition and then you can take it if it won’t fall apart in your hands. Even if it’s just a temporary weapon, we can’t exactly have you resting on your laurels if it breaks.”

You nod and wander around - picking up different weapons and giving them a few experimental swings to see if you like them - none quite seem to feel right until you eyes land on a single-single edge swordsheath that is a glossy black and in a corner of the shed and hung on a hook. You walk towards it and pick it up, one hand on the handle - with the hand guard similar to a trench knife to protect your fingers- and one on the sheath (which was a dark and glossy wood rather than leather). You give it a once-over by tightening your grip on the handle and sliding the blade out of the sheath, marveling at the faint shine of the blade. You swing it around a few time and it feels lighter than you thought, but still a solid weight of a weapon.

“A Kopis?” Beckendorf mused, “I suppose that’s fine. Fits, since Posiedon created horses and that is normally a cavalry weapon. Let me take a look.”

You hand him the blade and wander over to the daggers you had spotted earlier. You picked up a slightly odd one that lacked the standard hand-guard and was shaped more like an arrow head with the two points closest to the hand extending down before turning outward. Probably used to deflect rather than block, if you limited gaming skills were applicable in any way. You once again look over the weapon that gleamed with the pulse of life.

You heard footsteps and Beckendorf handed you back the kopis, “It’s in pretty amazing shape, personally I thought it had been recently forged, but the sheath had way too much dust for it. It’s a bit longer than a traditional kopis, more falcata really... Either way, it’s a wicked blade that’s going to last. This is how you strap on the sheath...”

You nod and strap the sheath to your waist as Beckendorf showerd you and - as a bonus - Beckendorf allows you to hold onto the dagger as well after a quick inspection.

“So... What is this metal?” You inquire, shaking the sheaths to test if they are strapped on tightly, “It’s definitely not steel or iron. Is it some sort of magic gold or something?”

“Or something.” Beckendorf agreed, “It’s a rare ore mined directly from Olympus that is called celestial bronze. Cuts through monsters like butter, but passes straight through mortals. Probably a good thing though, harming mortals is a bad idea and somthing you are never supposed to do unless necessary.”

You tilt your head in a nod; a well-meaning person reaching out with a light tap to the shoulder to see if somthing is wrong with a jumpy demigod...

Best not to dwell on that.

Beckendorf takes you out of the armory shed and pushes you towards the arena.

Well, at least your armed, best go see if you can handle a sword.