Ash Daromin, clear-sighted mortal, was a sensation coming out of college. He studied biology and wound up opening a floral shop on the first floor of a house in his hometown of Worcester, Massachusetts after graduation. Because it was his sole source of income, he needed to keep it running through the winter. Utilizing the walls of his store into a makeshift greenhouse, he kept his plants and flowers indoors during that time of year and became a hotspot for Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Valentine's Day floral decor. Over the course of two years running "Daromin's Floral Emporium," he saw the popularity of his shop grow across the city, drawing in lots and lots of customers from many backgrounds. So when the first words of a woman in a paisley scarf when she entered the shop were "It's been so long," he didn't even bat an eye. The woman ended up not buying anything for a notable amount of time. Instead, she browsed his collection of flowers for ten minutes before Ash decided to approach her. "So you like the flowers, huh?" The woman smiled and told him that they were the first flowers she had seen in quite a while, and that they were just magnificent. Of course, Ash found it a little odd that she hadn't seen any plantlife in any other places across town, but hey, the customer's always right. The woman eventually purchased two custom bouquets from his selection and introduced herself as Persephone; "like the goddess," she said and left. Amused by her spectacle, Ash was pleasantly surprised when she returned the next day and bought a third bouquet. She didn't reveal what they were all for, but instead broke into conversation about how he continued to grow such beautiful plants throughout the cold and snow that comes with living in New England. The two conversed for at least an hour as Ash showed Persephone the garden he retained with an elaborate covering. In her presence, the garden seemed to visibly flourish. And when Persephone admitted to her interest in gardening, Ash immediately invited her to return and help out if she wanted. He was both curious about and attracted to this woman, and though Persephone wouldn't have said it out loud, she felt the same about him. So she did return for days in a row. She knew exactly what each flower needed at any given time and could maintain the entire garden on her own. After a few weeks of her periodic visits to the store, the two simultaneously confessed their love. Two weeks after they revealed their love and frankly slept together, Persephone disappeared. Ash waited for months for her return, but she didn't come again through the rest of the summer and throughout the winter. It wasn't until the end of the next year's March that Ash heard any word from her. Within days of her original appearance the previous year, a strong gust of wind blew open the door to the shop. Ash went to close it, but he stopped once he saw what was left at his doorstep. A box made of sturdy cedar wood the size of an air conditioner and a green swaddle that smelled strongly of spring pollen wrapped around an infant with hazel eyes just like her father sat on the stone steps leading to the doorway. Ash quickly swept the two deliveries up off the ground and closed shop immediately. The infant was named Rose, and when Ash decided moments later that this child had to be his own, she adopted his surname of Daromin. Inside the box Rose came with were a sickle in a bronze-like metal Ash had never seen before, a glass bottle containing an orange liquid that something inside Ash told him he shouldn't touch, and finally, a note concealed in an envelope with a flower instead of a wax seal. The note, written by the long-since Persephone, describes how she didn't think she was going to have a child and got flustered. She goes on to talk about her state of being immortal and how Rose is his child to raise, and eventually send to some sort of Camp on Long Island. Writing 90% of the letter off as fiction, he stuffed the box and letter away in the basement of the store, planning on it never seeing the light of day. From then on, Rose Daromin grew up with her single father without any knowledge of her godly parentage. She lead a relatively normal childhood. At age seven, she started helping her dad out in the shop by tending to the garden. Just like her mother, she had a supernatural green thumb. The next year, she was diagnosed with ADHD. Her first encounter with monsters in general was when she was twelve years old. It was December and she was taking out the trash while Ash was out performing errands. In the dark space of lot behind the store, she saw a pair of red beady eyes. She originally thought it was a bear and went to take a closer look. When she got within thirty feet of the creature, she found the correct lighting to view it properly. She dropped the trash bag and ran inside upon seeing the Hellhound. It bounded after her but she was far enough away that she scrambled inside and locked the door before it reached her. The Hellhound clawed at the door and after a few seconds, tore the wooden door apart so that it could squeeze through the doorframe. Coming to her wits just in time, Rose stumbled madly down the basement stairs, slamming that door behind her too. Her original thought was to find weed killer and spray it upon whatever was chasing her, but what she stumbled upon instead was what she required all along: Persephone's forgotten box. She drew the sickle from the box, familiar with what it was from its use in farms. When the Hellhound burst down the stairs, Rose backed into a corner. The thing snarled and growled, but kept its distance for a moment upon seeing the Celestial Bronze blade. When it leaped in for the kill, Rose swung the sickle wildly in front of her. Because there was only one way the Hellhound could attack her, it ran itself through and turned into dust. When Ash returned to find the front door smashed and the basement torn apart, he thought it was an animal attack. Matching Rose's frantic description to a bear, he wrote off her description of the beast turning to dust as panicked misinformation. The bear had just run off. A police report was filed but Animal Control couldn't find the supposed raging bear. The next and biggest attack happened the November while Rose was fifteen. By that time, the door and basement had both been fixed and Rose had had an brief experience of seeing a cyclops on the way to school, without engagement. It was a chillier November that year and Rose was outside. The Sun was beginning to set and Rose contemplated heading back inside, to which she started to walk back towards the back door. Suddenly, a shriek pierced the night air and someting with wings swooped down at a blazing speed towards Rose. She instinctively jumped back and whatever attacker missed her by a few feet. Panicking again, she immediately matched this feathered creature to the Hellhound a few years back. She had a plan. The monster was up in the air again, giving Rose time to dash inside and back into the basement, slamming and locking the door behind her. After a few moments in the dimly lit basement, she found the sickle where it was left before. Rose waited for her assailant to follow her, but noboy came. Anxiously, she emerged from the basement and creaked open the back door. She scanned the sky but saw nothing. She took a few steps out and it was only a glimpsing second before something careened into her. She felt claws or talons dig shallow cuts into her shoulder as she was swept off the ground screaming. The harpie that lifted her flew upwards and Rose thrashed in its grip, swinging her sickle above her hoping to land a hit. It wasn't until the monster had risen just above the tree line that Rose's sickle sliced into one of the limbs holding her, cutting it clean off. The harpie, now disintegrating, dropped Rose. She fell, hitting the trees behind her house that slowed her fall and ultimately saved her from falling to her death. Though tearing her shirt and pants to ribbons and giving her multiple thin cuts, the trees caught her and she made it to the ground without life-threatening injuries. Her shoulders burning with blood, she cried out and began to stumble home. Ash had heard her scream and was running outside as Rose emerged bleeding from the forest. She was driven to a hospital that classified her wounds as result of a bird of prey mistaking her for food. Smart enough to realize no one in the hopsital would believe her story of a winged humanoid lady, she went along with it. A few stitches settled in her shoulders, Ash drove Rose home a few hours later. There in the car, she pleaded for Ash to believe her story. When they arrived home, she showed him the sickle she dropped at the edge of the woods and the map she kept in her bedroom, followed by the box and letter from Persephone. Rose begged Ash to take her to whatever camp her absent mother requested, at least for a day to see what it is. Ash told her he could purchase a plane ticket come spring. Seeing this as an ultimatum, she accepted the four-month delay. Thankfully, no monster attacks occured and Ash kept his word. Rose travelled to Long Island in March after her sixteenth birthday. Using the map to determine the location of this Camp, miles out from any notable city, she arrived at the fabled Camp Half-Blood.
Childhood & Family Info
Childhood & Firsts:
Sitting in a garden while her father planted something beside her
6th grade, a boy named Bryan
Only demigod half-siblings
Family Photo Album
Physical Appearance & Images
Model: Rachel Yampolsky
Slim, not quite petite
Combat & Abilities
Weapon of Choice
Quests Been On
Children of Persephone have the ability to shoot multiple plant thorns from their fingertips, once the thorns touch an opponent's skin they can cause severe skin irritation and a powerful burning sensation for a short time. Much like the infamous North American plant, Stinging Nettles
Children of Persephone can create a small tornado formed of petals and grass blades. As the floral tornado spins faster, the petals and grass blades become hard and strong enough to cut an someone. When the tornado's at it's fastest, the child can launch the blades of grass and the petals at an opponent.
Children of Persephone have the ability to create a protective dome of flowers and vines around them, roughly two to three times the size of the user, as a shield, although will instantly begin to die after a short time. During the fall/winter, they can create a protective dome of durable skulls instead which will crumble to dust after a short time.
(Spring/Summer Only) They are able to communicate with and command animals. (Fall/Winter Only) They can communicate with the dead.
Children of Persephone have the innate ability to talk flowers to life, either making them grow more quickly or bringing them back from a recent death.
Children of Persephone always surrounded by an aura that normally causes plants to grow where they have walked. They can shut it off for a long time if they wish.
Children of Persephone are innately stronger during the Spring and Summer months due to the happiness of their mother.
In the spring/summer months they can create travel roses. Roses that allow the user to teleport from that rose to another one. In the fall/winter months they can shadow travel, to teleport from shadow to shadow. The further the distance traveled, the more energy is drained.
Children of Persephone can turn inanimate objects into a flowers for a short time, this can be used for a multitude of purposes. The larger the object the more draining it is. Only one object may be turned into a flower at a time and it turns back to normal after a short time. The item is immune to further use of the curse for a moderate time.
Children of Persephone can create a dense fog of powerful pollen which causes the opponent to be temporarily blinded and cough madly for a short time.
Children of Persephone have the ability to create ropes of vines and flowers from nothing. They only last for a moderate time before dying and fading away into nothing. Vines and flowers can able be telekinetically moved by the user.
3 Months After Character is Made
Children of Persephone can manipulate and control the solar energy absorbed by plants. They can fire energy beams that burn upon touch, emit protective veils around their bodies,create light sources and even infuse the energy into weapons. Increasing it’s strength and damage capacity for a short time.
6 Months After Character is Made
In spring and summer months, children of Persephone can summon up to 3 large mutant flowers that fight for and serve the user. It could only be up to 2 or 3 the size of the user, possess fangs and release a pollen just like Supplementary 3. When the flowers are cut or burned, they can quickly regenerate. After a moderate time, the flowers die and fade into nothing.
In fall and winter months, children of Persephone are able to summon skeletal/zombie humanoids/animals to do their bidding, the more animals summoned and the bigger they are, the more energy is drained. Any armor/weaponry the undead possess also makes the summoning more draining. Which can then be controlled by the mind of their summoner; the longer they are summoned, the more the summoner is drained.
9 Months After Character is Made
In spring and summer months, children of Persephone can transform their bodies structure to match that of a plant’s for a short time. The user will be a humanoid plant, the type of plant will be completely up to their choice. As long as it’s not poisonous or carnivorous. In this form, the user is immune to pain and can quickly regenerate from any injury, their existing chlorokinetic abilties are stronger as well. Once the transformation ends, the user will be extremely drained. Unable to move and could possibly faint.
While in fall and winter months, they are able to use many recent deaths to empower themselves for a short time, making them stronger and quicker. The user is immune to all attacks and receives a boost in their existing abilities over necromancy. Once the transformation subsides and the user reverts to normal, they are immensely drained, cannot move and could possibly faint.
General & Misc Info
"But I still think they're flowers."
Rose Daromin considers herself an extrovert. She normally enjoys the company of others and is a natural chatterbox when with said others; never really knowing when to chill out. This friendly and talkative disposition can make her seem childish or inattentive, which isn't necessarily wrong at times. Additionally, Rose acts laid-back in most scenarios, never appearing to take anything too too seriously. She frequently attempts to deflect insults and negative views upon herself away from her with this attitude, but in all honestly she takes those less-than cheerful acts to heart. She also has a love for the outdoors and prefers to spend her time not in a cabin but outside around it. Even in the fall and winter months, with a sturdy coat and some gloves, Rose would like to be out in the leaves or the snow.
Meaning of Sign
Gardening, Chocolate, Piano, Crowds
Open flames, Lonliness
Gardening, Artistic Design
"Motto? Just do it!"
Things She Won't Do
Person They Secretly Admire
Most Influenced By
Most Important Person Before Camp
Most Important Person Now
Long Term Goals
Maybe open a flower shop one day like her dad
Reacts to a Crisis?
React dramatically before actually coming up with some solution
Face Their Problems?
Reacts to Change
Lawful Good (LG)
Images of Possessions
Habits & Traits
Over-analysis, Ignorance, Hyperactivity
"People are a lot like flowers. We both get born, die, and look freaking awesome in the meantime!"
Occupation & Self-Perception
One Word to Describe
Best Physical Trait
Worst Physical Trait
Things to Change About Self
"Planting roots isn't important if you don't bloom."