Valen walked towards the camp and emerged a few feet from Thalias tree, and noticed a very large crowd of demigods and satyrs. She felt nervous. She had no idea how much had changed since the last time she had been here. She fingered har sword hilt nervously. She felt flames appear on her coat and swore. "Shit, shit, shit!" She ran her hand over the flames, smothering them. Her jacket smoked. Dammit.