[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's eyes widened, and she stiffened as the giant called out to them, claiming that they would be unharmed. She didn't trust it. Some monsters could be good - Mads was a werewolf and she had a good friend who was a cyclops. But a giant? [i]Never[/i]. She shook her head furiously at Mads, praying to every god that would listen that Mads wouldn't make a sound, that she wouldn't move a muscle. Leda was already dead - she didn't know what would happen to her if she died here. That could be it. Mads, Mads would just reform elsewhere in Tartarus, just another monster going through the gods' recycling bin. But Leda, she'd just be dead. [i]Dead[/i] dead. 

	It wasn't worth the risk. 

	The odds were too high that it was a trick, that the giant was just hoping to lure out some easy prey. 

	But if they timed it right... Leda bit her lip slightly, squeezing the sword's grip tighter. Could she grab Mads and dash out without being seen? With even her speed, a giant was still a fucking [i]giant[/i]. And if they fought one, they'd need divine aid in order to triumph. 

[hider=Roll Request]Does Leda think she'd be able to outrun the giant, if it came to it?[/hider]

		

		

[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 as the cyclops volunteered to help - she had only wanted two to join, but she had asked for volunteers, and volunteers she received. Zeke offered to join the escort as well, a third - she hadn't wanted four guards for Leandra, purely as Nancy's trust in the capability of others was rather limited these days. She could almost understand the nature of the Greeks and their solo heroes, their small trios - so different from the massive armies of Rome, but at least then, you could be sure that each of your companions were someone you could depend on. She could depend on Niah. She could depend on Zeke. 

	The monster?

	Well, he was strong - and Leandra would have no means to befuddle him without her tongue. 

	So she nodded. [color=#9370DB]"Thank you. Volunteers, with me. The rest of you... you are dismissed."[/color] She clenched her jaw, before turning to face Leandra once more. [color=#9370DB]"Time to go."[/color] [i]Bitch[/i].