[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Apollo Cabin —> Infirmary -- Camp Half-Blood
[color=#EEE8AA]Skills:[/color]  [/center]
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	Ezekiel heard Bryan’s voice and looked over to him showing some of the younger Apollo campers around and how to prepare basic remedies. Ezekiel remembered when their old head counselor was doing the same for him four years ago. Ezekiel looked away quickly as his mind flashed to how much had changed since then. He set his backpack down and started going through the cabinets to grab more supplies. 
	Bryan walked over there and handed Zeke a bag. Ezekiel paused and took the bag. He looked through it and sighed, it had everything he would need for a quest. It bothered Zeke that Bryan had a feeling Zeke was going on a quest. And a feeling that something was wrong. 
	[color=#EEE8AA]”I don’t like that you figured I was going on a quest.”[/color] Zeke turned around and ran hands through his hair and over his face. He was exhausted already. [color=#EEE8AA]”Yes, I’m going on a quest. Nancy had a vision then Rosie had the same one. Nancy, Demetri, Janelle, Cassian and I have to go to Vegas to the Lotus Hotel. Something about giants and the doors of death so you know, simple. I’m tired of leaving. For once I just want to stay here and get impaled with a spear while doing the chariot races or get knocked over the head with the hilt of a sword while playing capture the flag and you know how annoying I find those events.”[/color] Zeke preferred working in the first aid tent during those ventures but he had to participate sometimes.