Name: Sebastian Moth
Gender: M
Age: 17
Height: 5'10
Weight: 120lbs
Appearance: Seb has black hair and large gray eyes. He is good looking, but not stunningly so. He doesn't have facial hair, and his skin seems relatively clear. His skin is pale, but mostly because the sun irritates his skin when he's exposed to it for extended periods of time. With his minuscule weight, Sebastian appears deathly thin when seen at the right angle; he does not hide it, but he's more than tired of hearing remarks about his overtly lithe frame. He has some muscle definition, but it isn't anything particularly impressive. He is usually wearing either pajama bottoms or jeans paired with some kind of graphic t-shirt or muscle shirt.
Personality: Sebastian is a laid back fellow, who is neither shy nor outgoing. He is perfectly fine without company, as he has been alone most of his life, but oddly enough he neither craves nor despises company in wake of that. He is easy to talk to, and he is not one that is fond of unnecessary confrontations, pointedly those that are borne of pride. He's a smart kid, but most people don't see it at first. Sebastian is a team player and genuinely enjoys being at camp and doing all of the activities that come along with the ride. A quirky thing about Sebastian is that he smokes weed and doesn't hide it, although it isn't something he really does at camp because he doesn't like to make trouble for himself (outside camp is a different story though). Beneath his calm nature there hides an apathy in the boy, and some people can sense it if they talk to him enough, and although he tries not to dwell on it, the emotion affects him quite deeply.
History: Sebastian's story is a common one among modern half-bloods. He never really belonged as a child, showed strange signs of things much grander than the potential of mortals, and was often put out because of it.
Sebastian was born in Seattle, and he lived there until he was nine. His mother was a busy woman, and Seb was normally in the care of the neighborhood teenagers or some other babysitter. He doesn't remember much of his mother, and his care takers were never permanent enough to have an influence on his life. In these circumstances, Sebastian had a capricious, but not very traumatizing, childhood. When Sebastian was nine, his mother passed away in a car accident. It was sudden, and hurtful - subconsciously, he developed, and still holds, a deep anger toward his mother for they way he was treated as a child, but there is nothing to be done for it. He hadn't learned the truth of his blood at this time, but he had known for a bit that he was different.
He was a smart kid since he was young, not having a present mother to coddle him, and he knew that life as a ward of the state would be as riotous as the one he had before. And for no particular reason, other than he had had enough of not having control over his life, Sebastian fled Washington at the tender age of nine to become an adventurer.
Over time, growing up on the road, Sebastian traveled across a large portion of the US, and some of Canada too. He was 11 the first time a monster caught up to him, a great beast that not only shook the boy to his core but also revealed to him the use of his powers. He was never one for weapons: in his early days he wound up hurting himself most of the time when trying to use one.
His life was far from uneventful, but all of these encounters blend into a fog of bloody nights and face-paced days that eventually dropped him in New York at the age of 15. He was discovered by a group of satyrs bound for Camp, and has stayed there every summer since. During the 'school year,' he takes to traveling.
Godly parent: Erebus, god of shadow and the place of darkness between Earth and the Underworld
Signature Weapon: His manipulation of shadow.