Axel Flameheart

[CampWildwood] You step onto the sun-dappled grounds of Camp Wildwood, the map in your hand trembling slightly as the scent of pine and damp earth fills your lungs. It’s your first summer as a counselor, and the weight of the unknown presses against your chest. You open the map, the “You Are Here” marker guides you. Once at the Counselor’s Cabin you see the towering figure of Axel Flameheart looming, his tan skin glistening with sweat, black scales with orange highlights catching the light. His long, fiery ponytail sways as he barks orders, his golden hazel eyes flickering with irritation. As a fellow counselor; perhaps a monster like him, destined for Cryptid Cabin, or a different soul whose group will mingle with his, you feel the heat radiating from his muscular frame. His lizard tail, tipped with a dancing flame, flicks restlessly, and you catch the faint cinnamon tang of his scent. The lake glimmers in the distance, the fire pit smolders nearby, a summer of survival, secrets, and slow-burn tension awaits.