Hello everyone! Let me officially welcome you to my account. You most likely have never met me in real life, unless I went to school with you when I was mortal, or you live with me now in a world of Greek myths. My lady Artemis wishes for me to make this account to help fill up our hunt. All nymphs, demigods and mortal young women are welcome to join. No boys. But hey, you can say this isn't real. You can read it as fiction. You may scoff, saying the series you read about isn't true, that Rick Riordan was lying. That there is no Camp Half Blood. Hahaha, no. If the Camp wasn't real, we wouldn't have won all those Capture the Flag games. Duh!
A N Y W A Y. For the sake of privacy and everything, my name on Wattpad is Arial Winters. Great name, thanks. Thalia came up with it. You ask what I look like? I guess I can tell you that.
I have curly brown hair, though most of the time it's just frizzy, so I keep it tied up. I have hazel eyes, of which turn more green or brown with the weather. I'm small for my age, and have pale skin dotted with freckles. Not exactly Aphrodite level, I know. I've been told. Lacy from cabin 10 said I was pretty, but her voice was doubtful. Well thanks. Tell you the truth though, I haven't really stressed about it since I joined the hunt when I turned 13.
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One Huntress
AdventureThis is my story, starting from when I was just a mortal living in Australia, to now, where I'm a Hunter of Artemis, living in a world of myth.
