[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=silver]✨ Rebecca Eventide ✨[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/6Mvx70q.png[/img][hr][b][color=silver]Location:[/color][/b] Argo III - Upper Deck 
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] Basic Medicine and Trivia Knowledge [hr][hr][/center]	[color=silver]"The poor thing is wounded and means us no harm, Jason,"[/color] Rebecca chided him softly. It was understandable for him to be extraordinarily cautious, he hadn't learned that not all monsters wished to harm demigods. Some cyclopses wished to feast on their bones, yet others served in the forges under the ocean in Poseidon's dominion. Gryphons were multifaceted creatures and until proven otherwise, Rebecca was determined to treat the poor thing as a wounded ally and not as an injured foe. Alannah came back up with a variety of supplies for tending to the gryphon, as Rebecca did her best to examine the wound cautiously without disturbing the spear. 

	[color=silver]"Arthur, if you go into the cargo hold, there should be some healing herbs in the barrels. We'll need those,"[/color] she directed. [color=silver]"As long as we show the gryphon we mean no harm and behave as non-threateningly as possible, all should be well,"[/color] she instructed. If she could take those herbs and apply them as a salve of sorts to the wound, then bandaging it up ought to be sufficient. The poor creature would likely need a few days to rest, but there was plenty of space on the Argo so she doubted that would pose an issue. [color=silver]"We should then set up a space for the gryphon to rest. It should have a place to sleep and recover."[/color][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=a187be]🌈 Leda Storm 🌈[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/Apgx122.png[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Argo III - Galley
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Needless to say, Leda hadn't exactly approved of Demetri using his own spit to send an Iris Message. He could have asked her to summon a rainbow for him or at least done something more sanitary than asking a goddess to carry a message via [i]spit[/i]. She shuddered on her mother's behalf. It was probably for the best that Iris was a peaceful goddess, as some of the other gods probably would have cursed Demetri for using spit to summon them. [color=a187be]"If you mean we call football [i]football[/i], then yes. It's you yanks that got cross eyed and decided to call it soccer. What you call football hardly even involves feet!"[/color]

	[color=a187be]"And I'll take a dare. Can't have you learning all of my secrets on day one, luv,"[/color] she said with a smirk. Besides, dares were infinitely more entertaining. Truth questions tended to lead to tearful confessions and drama, both of which she loved, but Leda had a lot of pent up energy that she wanted to let out. She was moving her knee up and down rapidly, enough to be felt through the table by the others. For a demigod, Leda had an extraordinarily hard time keeping still. For a normal person, her attention span was basically zero. [hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/ggfztg9.png[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] New Rome - Senate Building
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy raised her hand as well, voting in favor of the quest. There was no way she was going to vote against it. Her eyes narrowed as she saw Leandra stupidly clinging to open defiance. She made no sense at all to her. The vision Nancy had indicated Leandra was going to be there when this all went down - so why wouldn't she want more information? She was jeopardizing her own safety. She opened her mouth to chew out Leandra, but decided against it. She had wasted too much time on her today anyways. [color=#9370DB]"How very,"[/color] she instead said brightly to Niah. It was no secret that Nancy loved Niah's armor - it was like having their own personal Peter Pan around. 

	[color=#9370DB]"I'm so excited to change out of this,"[/color] Nancy then added, pulling a bit at her purple praetor's cloak. She didn't wear it when she went out on quests and whatnot. It was fun to have a purple cape, but it got in the way. She had watched the [i]Incredibles[/i] while at the Lotus Hotel and had come to agree pretty strongly with Edna Mode - capes were a recipe for disaster when it came to actual combat. She knew that there were some magical threads or something in them, but she preferred to wear her own clothes. She felt more like herself anyways.