Name: Liam Rollands
Age/Birthday: 13, February 17.
Gender: Male
God Parent: Chloris (Roman:Flora, Godess of flowers)
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Chip Rollands (Dad), Haley Rollands (Older sister, born to a mortal mother).
Years in Camp: 2
Brief History: Has always wanted a quest, but being the son of a minor god, it has't happened. . Doesn't have a cabin, and nags for one a lot. Met his mom once, when she wasn't as busy as usual.
Physical Appearance: Black, ragged hair. Always wears bright, floral clothing. Light skin and purple eyes. Wiry build.
Personality: Cares a lot about what others think of him. A happy-go-lucky person who can still be grim. He has a good sense of humour and loves nature. Likes satyrs consequently.
Fatal Flaw: A deadly devotion to maintaining a high reputation.
Pets: Many flowers
Talents: Can talk to plants, quite good at swordplay and cooking.
Weapons: Lilius, a rose that when blown on turns into a mace with a poisoned metal rose at the end. The poison turns whatever it touches into a rose petal. He also carries a plain, celestial bronze dagger with him.
Year-Round or Summer: Summer
Other: No cabin? I might need one, huh?