[hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/Qd1f2810/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] San Fransisco - Amtrak Station 
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy nodded, listening to Niah's recommendations. From what she had heard about Portland, it was [i]weird[/i]. Weird tended to mean a place with loads of monsters in her experience, so she mentally prepared herself for a few fights to the death in that city. She knew next to nothing, on the other hand, about the Dakotas. They had just about no reputation, at least not that she was aware of. Apparently they were home to dragon lairs. Hopefully just the one. [color=#9370DB]"Please don't jinx us, Mads,"[/color] Nancy groaned, as Madalyne suggested it would be quick and easy. [color=#9370DB]"And I hope we don't run into your mother... Don't some people go mad or something if they meet Trivia at a crossroads?"[/color] Nancy asked. She couldn't remember exactly what happened, but she knew that it was bad. 

	She shifted slightly, squinting her eyes to try to get a better look at their surroundings in the harsh sunlight. She wondered briefly if her aunt had heard her prayers. Nancy doubted that they would be answered though. Her curse was hers to bear and likely couldn't be washed away. She wondered also if a god removing her gift of prophecy would offend her father, Apollo. Maybe he was sitting up there in the Sun Chariot, shaking his head at her. Did he know that she had prayed to Diana? Would he scold her?