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PostSubject: Aelia and Thorne's Quest (private)   Aelia and Thorne's Quest (private) Icon_minitime12/29/2019, 1:37 pm

Two days. Two days since the wreck. Two days of squatting in the debris of their shattered ship, roasting skinny fishes full of sharp bones and filtering sea water. Thorne was doing her best to grow fruits and vegetables, but Aelia tried to discourage her. "Keep your strength," she said every time she saw her placing her glowing hands to the earth. "We don't know when we'll be attacked."

In the Sea of Monsters, that could be any time. Gazing at the misty blue horizon, Aelia briefly recalled the events of the last few days.
First, getting that Quest from the Pythia of Delphi herself. The daughters of Hunt and Harvest united will find the Standing Mage. Demeter had personally chosen Thorne for the mission: when the redheaded Pythia had finished speaking, a green halo had materialized around the demigoddess, casting her from head to toe in the glow of nature's power. The rest of her siblings had immediately agreed to give her the place, but finding the other demigod had been more difficult. "The daughters of Hunt, doesn't that mean the Hunters of Artemis?" someone had chimed in. But with the communication problems, nobody had been able to contact them. (Frankly, with the state of affairs, it wasn't surprising. The Hunters probably had too many trails to follow as it were and didn't have time to embark on any more quests.)
But then, someone had pointed at Aelia. The strange girl from the 1st century AD, the Oscan, born and raised in the Roman legion. "Hey! Isn't she the daughter of Pollux?"
A hundred eyes suddenly zoomed in on her. "I am," she had replied, feigning tranquillity.
Rachel Dare had stepped forward. "Do you accept to join this Quest?"
Only Chiron had noticed her unease. Nevertheless, with the weight of Camp Half-Blood's expectant gazes, she had nodded. And now here she was, on this hellmission.
It wasn't a good thing, being only two on a quest. Chiron had explained it with worry in his eyes: three was the usual number. Three was a good, strong number, a symbolic number. Two... two was not that safe.
But the gods had decided it would be so. The girls had been given the enchanted trireme of the Hephaestus cabin and sailed off to the Sea of Monsters.

The Falcon's nest they must survive, to find the key of holy words.

"The Falcon's nest," one of the Hermes kids had said at the strategy meeting. Scrawny, with space doodles on her orange tee - Lee, her name was. "That's the name of the griffin island."
"Griffin island?" Aelia frowned.
"Griffins have different nesting places. Hyperborean ones have some in Alaska for example," Annabeth said, studying the holographic map floating over the table. "Percy had to fight them, it wasn't pretty."
"Common ones have an island," Lee continued. "But that island itself... [her index landed in the middle of the Bermuda triangle] is right here."
"Deívaí, just our luck," Aelia muttered, ready to ball up the magic map and toss it into the trash. "Don't tell me, it probably has a magic dragon with impenetrable hide guarding it? A few undead soldiers?"
"Well actually,..."
"That was a rhetorical question!"
"... it does have one-eyed guardians."
Aelia frowned. "Cyclopes?"
"Not Cyclopes. Arimaspoi."
"Do they breathe fire?"
"Well, that's the thing. We can't say." Annabeth looked up. "Because we don't know anything about the arimaspoi. They only come up once in our sources, and it says nothing apart from their one eye."
Aelia took a deep breath. "Okay so to recap, we're headed into the middle of the most dangerous sea for demigods, to find an island of carnivorous falcon monsters, and we have no info on who guards the entire thing?"
"You said it."
"Cool. Cool cool, cool cool."

Goddesses of Etruria, why did I ever accept to embark on this stupid mission? she wondered, still staring at the horizon. The sea water was pouring over the beach in long, flat, waves. As if to mock their dire conditions, the island they had landed on was gorgeous. Typical Caribbean beach, turquoise waters, azure sky, palm trees. Aelia had never seen anything like this, not even in Africa Proconsularis.
Their trireme had not survived Charybdis and Scylla. Thorne and her had agreed that Scylla was the safest option: they could go below deck and wait for the trireme to row them through the straits. How naive we were. Scylla, outraged at the idea of losing a snack, started biting at the ship itself and pulled out huge chunks of wood. Both Thorne and her almost finished torn to pieces.
Once they had left the straits, injured but still able to move, they had combined their efforts to keep the ship together: Aelia with spells and incantations, Thorne tying loose boards together with vines and mend gaps by growing trees. The end effect was a dented, glowing, forested trireme that probably confused a lot of seagulls.
But even their best efforts hadn't sufficed. Three days ago, the trireme met a violent storm which tore the entire hull apart. The sails fell, soon followed by the masts as the ship creaked hauntingly between five-meters-tall waves. Aelia had never seen such darkness in her life. She couldn't tell what was water and what was sky as she shouted her spells over and over until her voice broke, rain hitting her like a giant whip.
Then the hull broke in two, Aelia on one side, Thorne on the other. She could still hear the daughter of Demeter shouting her name in the deafening roar of wind and sea.
"JUMP" Aelia had shouted and bounded towards her. Thorne did the same. Aelia caught her in mid-air, praying to her father, then poured her remaining energy into one last spell: a glass-like bubble which held them safe until they reached the island.
The one they were on right now.

"I know it's dangerous but we've got to explore the island," she finally said. "Maybe we could find some help, or a new boat. We can't stay stuck here forever."

Thorne and her had camped out here, prudently keeping to themselves: both agreed that in their current states they were extremely vulnerable targets and that going on a trip through a strange forest, no matter how beautiful, sounded like the beginning of a bad idea.
But now that they had recovered slightly, healed most of their injuries with nectar, ambrosia and some medicine spells, they were ready to carry on their mission. Or so Aelia felt.

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Thorne had never known her full range of powers and surviving the choice between the cliffs of Scylla and the every devouring whirlpool of Charybdis had done something that camp had never done; show her some of her magical potential. Of course, both herself and the daughter of Pollux she was on this quest with still crashed upon the shore and Thorne knew this was only due to some quick thinking on Aelia’s part.
Now two days later they were as healed as could be, and only had suffered minor arguments against once another before realizing that there was no point to arguing, the redhead knowing she had to take faith and trust in her partner on this quest if either of them were going to return to camp.
“I agree…” Thorne muttered as she looked around their makeshift camp, picking up her trident and checking the tips of the celestial bronze. “I would say lets walk the edge of the island before going inland-it would give us a scale of just how large this island is” She offered while taking a mental inventory of what they had to bring with them. With most of their nectar and ambrosia supply already used, they only had a small amount left which could be easily carried-as well as some of the dried fruit rations that had survived the ship’s demise in the sea. Food and freshwater were in short supply, and despite Thorne’s prowess in raising crops to eat, the redhead had only gotten minimal returns from her efforts.
As she looked around their camp for gear and supplies she found herself thinking as well how much trickery was in this small piece of the maritime expanse, how a simple triangle could have islands that look as pristine and amazing as a tropical paradise (Much like where Thorne was from) while also holding residence to some of the deadliest and worst challenges a hero would need to face. Cyclops, Man Eating giants, Sirens, you name it and it was in this expanse of sea. Sorceress’ that had given a younger Thorne nightmares when told of the craftiness and devious nature of the likes of Circe and Medea. Still now a piece of her childhood fear was persisting inside of her, though she did her best to ignore it.
Gathering any of her gear that she could carry and thought proper to bring, she realized that they were missing quite a bit of gear normally considered necessary for these excursions on deserted islands-but they had all they had, whatever had survived and washed up with them.
“Our other option would be to go directly into the middle of the island, and hope to come out the other side or find whatever may call this place home” She added, trying not to let her tone give away the slight pangs of fear she felt, feeling like she could cover this fear well. “Either way, we will need fresh water before the sun goes down again”
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With the trident and the red hair, Thorne reminded her of that cartoon character - Arielle. (Max, a guy from the 12th, had made sure to catch her up on what he'd called "cult movies" and that included the entire Disney cinematography.) Aelia listened to her then cocked her head up to the sky, estimating the time. "We've got to find shelter before nightfall, which gives us about four to five hours." She went to pick up her weapons and her torn backpack, held together by strong vines (courtesy of Thorne). "If we see a hill or a high spot, that'll save us a lot of time. Can you grow flat wooden surfaces? Or really big leaves?" Aelia kicked around the remnants of their campfire, looking for a particularly blackened piece of wood. "I can map while we walk." Having grown up in the legion, Aelia was pretty good at charting reliefs and distances on the go. She'd had watched that slimy old bastard, Amulius Mettius Servatus, enough times during her childhood.

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Thorne nodded slowly. “I can try” She spoke softly, her accent of the Caribbean islands coming out slightly. She usually loved islands and exploring the undocumented ones of the Atlantic, but this was so much different, and she could feel it in the air, the danger that surrounded the two demigods. Looking around them to where the sand faded out to the formation of taller flora, she stepped forward slowly at first, then with more confidence until she was standing on the threshold of this divide. Her crisp green eyes looked at the individual plants and trees, her brain reciting the formal names for each as she looked at them, feeling the aura of the life from these plants, her mothers work. Annona Glabra, Pinus Caribaea, Coccothrinax Argentata, Guaiacum Guatemalense, Ilex Cassine, Pseudophoenix Sargentii, Sideroxylon Foetidissimum… The names continued as she did a full sweep before facing back to her companion. “We won’t starve” She declared and gestured to a slight break in the tree line “And there seems to be an animal or creatures path here, it might lead us deeper into the island towards a hill or better place for shelter.” Taking her trident she swept aside from high growing grass and peered into the unknown.
Her mind was reeling with some of the plants she had found, species that had long been considered extinct and although several of the flora seemed to be local to the Caribbean and Eastern United States, there was also Mediterranean species that had no right being here if not for the mysterious and magical Sea of Monsters.
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