Hunter sat with a half eaten sandwich in his hands when Chiron gave his speech. "Well damn..." He said with the other half of the sandwich in his mouth. Hunter was fine with sparing, even one on one fights... he had issues with games like capture the flag, or any team fights. He had a bad tendency to go... a bit extreme. He also had issues with campers fighting each other in any real form of combat, he knew this was still just a game but he didn't like it.

Hunter gathered his gear and met up with the campers on his team. "Let the games begin and may the odds be ever in your favor." He said in a sarcastic tone. 

He set out his gear on the ground and started placing it where he could use it best.

Gear: Standard sword, Hatchet, Two combat knives, and ingenuity.

Hunter sighed. "Awesome... lets get this ever with."