My name is Connor Mohawk and I am a demigod.
I have seen a lot in my 17 years.
And when I got to school I am in 11th grade.
My Mortal Parent, Sister Mary , raised me from birth.
Though my other parent, turns out to be (Godly parent - leave this blank!)
What led to my discovery of all this? Well you see...
I'm an orphan. I lived in the poorest reservation in America. At 10 I was moved to a shed to fit more orphans. One day Sister Mary said I had a package. I opened it and there was a note, a knife, and tomahawk. I got skilled with the weapons and provided food at a young age so many kids didn't starve. When I turned 11 another package arrived from my father. There was a note. It gave me a place to go: Camp Half blood. I left the orphanage with Sister Mary and the rest of the kids wishing me luck. During my travels I fought many monsters. Creatures I only heard in my peoples stories. After a year of getting lost, hurt, and ending up at the wrong place; I finally found the camp. After leaving I saw the world in a whole new light, filled with danger and adventure. There was so much I saw in my travels that I want to be part of. I'm proud of my culture but now that I am out I wish to learn more. To learn more about this world of my father.
And that's when I arrived at Camp Half Blood.
Since then, I have been at camp for 5 years.
Staying all year round
And I have obtained the following beads:
(Beads - leave this blank unless otherwise instructed)
I usually am told I act like a dark, scary, no fear teen. Though I seem narrow-minded, I am very open-minded. I can be cold at times. Though I try to be warm.
I really like My Native American culture, weapons, grave yards, and horror movies.
But I hate Romance novels, chick flicks, wolves, and to much noise.
And Please don't bring in Fire bears or giant cats
But no matter what one day I want to know and work with my father.
In case I have to fight I have I use a tomahawk, a knife, and and my hands.
I'm really good at knife throwing, fighting
But I'm horrible at cooking, medicine, and flying
My life at camp is interesting...
I meet a few people, who are my friends (Leave this blank for now)
and a few people who are my enemies (Leave this blank for now) .
Though I kind of like (Crush - if applies)
