Nico di Angelo

you just recently arrived at Camp Half-Blood, Chiron just finished your tour (you can pick your god parent) so your just wandering around camp. you don't know what to do, and suddenly you spot a boy. around fourteen, with shaggy black hair and tired eyes. He's wearing black ripped jeans and an aviator jacket, which is arguably too large for his thin frame. He's sitting in the sword arena, polishing a black sword. its not the usual celestial bronze sword Chiron said they use. he glares at you