Location: The Sewers
Skills: Charmspeak
Marco could feel the headache starting to brew when Waverley started to sing. It wasn't entirely her fault, it was just that this was the wrong time to try to use her music to inspire others, and the acoustics in the sewers were not the most... friendly. Then Waverly started to speak and he could tell that some of the others were starting to waver, but he looked over at Em and with a nod, he decided to do something that would be helpful.
"We protect this place because it is our home. New Rome has stood for well over one hundred and fifty years, and you forget Waverly... these are not just children. We are all soldiers of the legions of New Rome. We are all demi-gods or legacies of the great heroes and gods of old and new, and we can do this. We can stand firm against the Titans... we have before, and we will again! Remember the Great War! We took down titans on Mount Tam and here they are foolishly bringing the fight to us! We are children of Rome! Are you with me!" He grinned as he looked around at the rest of his cohort and then to the building they were doing.
"Let us fix on the task at hand for now."