[hr][hr][center][h3][color=a187be][b]🌈👻 Leda Storm 👻🌈[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/24d233203ba177eff60c84345d385502/tumblr_inline_p1oaitQ5YD1rifr4k_540.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Tartarus 
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda raised an eyebrow as they got closer, seeing the massive size of the hut. The ceilings were easily twice as tall as what Leda was used to - she tilted her head, trying to judge what sort of monster might call this place home. A cyclops seemed too small. Whatever lived here must've been [i]giant[/i]. But maybe that would work to their advantage - Leda was fast, and something this big was probably slow. 

	And hopefully had a [i]giant[/i] stash of food that they could steal from. 

	So when Mads went in through the crack in the door, Leda followed suit. [color=a187be]"Any idea what lives here?"[/color] Leda whispered, keeping her voice low - especially when Mads revealed the fireplace was still warm. This home, this lair, clearly wasn't abandoned. And knowing their luck, they were going to have to fight their way out of it. There was almost no chance this thing would be friendly. 	

[hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9b/90/2f/9b902f5d69130f56f888762eda7f6939.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Half-blood
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy frowned slightly at the reminder that killing Leandra was not an option. She was not particularly a fan of exile - it left too much of an opening for Leandra to hurt them again. She believed more in handling Rome's enemies permanently. If they were a shade in the Underworld, only then could their threat be neutralized. Her eyes met Zeke's for a brief moment, and she imagined that he shared her objections - that her brother could understand her rage in a way few others could. 

	Niah's solution was better - an oath with grave consequences. The greatest oaths that could ever be sworn were governed by Niah's mother, the River Styx. Even gods had to abide that vow. Breaking it was dire for a deity - Nancy had to imagine that whatever wrath the Styx had to bring down upon a mortal, it would be a greater pain than she could ever devise herself. And in the absence of Mads, her co-praetor, the final say of the sentencing came down to her. 

	[color=#9370DB]"As the leader of New Rome's legion, I find you, Leandra, daughter of Cupid, guilty on all counts,"[/color] Nancy began. [color=#9370DB]"I sentence you to die."[/color]

	[color=#9370DB]"As death will not yet take you, I sentence you to exile. You are not to come within a hundred miles of New Rome, Camp Jupiter, or her legion. You are not to have any contact with or aid from members of the Twelfth Legion, past, present, and future. As terms of your exile, you will swear an oath on the River Styx of non-aggression, and your tongue will be forever forfeit."[/color]

	She curled her hands tightly into fists. [color=#9370DB]"If you will not swear this oath, or if you violate the terms of your Exile, then I will see you dismembered limb by limb, and scattered across the Sea of Monsters to live out the rest of your cursed existence as little more than viscera. "[/color]