[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Leda Storm[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/3rPxw7sr/Quinn-Saphire.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Half-Blood Dining Pavilion 
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][hr][/center]	Leda had spent the morning drawing up ideas for shrines to a few more minor gods and goddesses. It was practically a never ending process, ensuring that they were all included. Then there was the matter of verification - some of the personifications she had to consult the records to see if they really were real or had just been added to the oral storytelling legends. But with her colored pencils and a pad in front of her, the wind tickling her face as she sat on the grass by the shrine to her mother, Iris, she couldn't have felt more blissful. By contrast, sitting in the dining pavilion as she ate her food just felt so... cramped and dull. The summer was shaping up to be largely uneventful, with the exception of the arrival of [i]more[/i] kids of the Big Three.

	There had to be something big on the way - and true to form, her impatience demanded the new adventure to come [i]now[/i] rather than later. 

	Once she had finished eating and the sacrificial station at the front was available, she went up there and scrapped some of her food into the flame. [color=a187be]"Hey, Mum. Everything s'alright here. If you've got any quests or anything you need doing... I'd be chuffed to take care of that for you."[/color] She rocked back on her heels, feeling a little bit awkward before she went back to the Iris table and sat down next to one of her siblings. Maybe her mom would have some sort of errand for her to run - that'd be cool. She never really got to spend proper time with her.