[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=SlateBlue]Athanasia Theroux[/color] [/center][/i][/b][/h1] [center][img]https://c.photoshelter.com/img-get/I0000A111v6FSs48/s/750/750/tpee9740-3.jpg[/img][/center] [center] [b][color=SlateBlue]Location[/color][/b] Camp Half-Blood, E3[/center] [hr][hr]

Athanasia was almost grateful that she would be leaving the stream behind, but there was a downside. It meant leaving Arthur, who had been a willing ally through the School and now this camp. Seeing her half-brother so quick to agree to the plan Athanasia sighed. [color=SlateBlue]"Oh, la. It sounds better than wading through the creek."[/color] She noted with a grin at Alannah, though Athanasia was privately troubled. She could boast some knowledge of the sword, but it was certainly not on par with those who had been fighting the monsters for far longer than she.

[color=SlateBlue]"Do me a favor and tell me if you see anything,"[/color] Athanasia ordered the skull that sat on the pommel of her borrowed sword. [color=SlateBlue]"Without your chattering."[/color] The pale girl added as an afterthought to the disembodied cranium. Her hand tight on the top of the skull lest it fall off. She wasn't sure how much damange the skull could handle, but Chatters seemed nice enough so she wouldn't risk the odd gift.