Overview
The Questors
- Noel River [Mnemosyne- Astrid]- Leader
- Fleur Riviera [Kymopoleia- Fyloksenia]
- Skylar Lune [Eros- Thasirene]
- Raphaëlle Nystrom [Aeolus- TimeForTheTea]
- Ophelia Noori [Urania- Brocky292]
- Monsters Encountered
A flock of sirens, Five scythian dracanae, 2 above average automatons.
- Locations
Long Island Sound. Chicago Union Station (Chicago, Illinois). Phoenix, Arizona. Montezuma's Castle, Arizona. Unnamed trains between Chicago and Phoenix. Undecided route between Montezuma's Castle and Long Island.
Prophecy
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- ENDGAME
Urania calls her sisters on a conference-Iris Message. They give the questors their thanks for returning Urania safely, when each of the other muses appear distressed at the same time. One by one their iris message fades, leaving the questors and Urania in silence.
Quest
Part 1 of Chapter 1
- Noel: She waited at the entrance of Camp, a large backpack in tow. Noel's fiery red hair sat in a functional bun and her clothes matched the style. The daughter of Mnemosyne worried at her lip as she awaited the other questers. Noel didn't know any of them, but was grateful for their volunteering to help with this quest. To say it was life or death, would be an understatement.
- Ophelia: Ophelia, needless to say, was worried for her mother. It was seemingly too coincidental that the second Ophelia shows up to camp, days latter Urania is sending out a distress Iris message. Just her luck, but what a better way to find a sense of belonging than being thrown right into a quest to save her mother. Walking up to the entrance of camp, Ophelia had all her essentials. A backpack full of supplies and a change of clothes just in case. Her hair was in voluminous curls and she was dressed in flexible jeans and a floral blouse. As she approached Noel, she smiled meekly. "You must be Noel?" She asked as she got closer.
- Fleur: Fleur has no idea what to expect. She was pretty sure she'd overpacked, but at least it wasn't completely on clothes. No, she'd stocked up on money and healing essentials as she'd heard some gnarly stories about Camp Half-Blood's quests. It made her all the more nervous, but if there was anything she lived by, it was by taking things one day at a time. Plus, really, it isn't her time to die yet. So all in all, she's faring a lot better than others might in her position. Fleur arrives shortly after Ophelia and grins at them both. "Salut! Je suis Fleur," she nods at the both. "Kymopoleia," she adds, as an after-thought, figuring it'd be beneficial for them to know that tiny detail.
- Rafe: Rafe was dressed in an oversized sweater and jeans with nothing but a backpack full of clothes and money on her. Sure, she heard how dangerous and wild quests could be but eh-how bad could they be? Rafe had seen a lot. She'll be fine. Plus, it'd get Jade out of her hair if she just disappears from camp for a while. Probably should have told her sister about the quest. Oh, well, too late now. She arrived when Fleur was saying her parent. "Aeolus. Rafe," she said, figuring that was the big trend of introductions. Usually was. Rafe pulled out a lollypop and threw it into her mouth, needing something to do as she waited for whoever else to turn up.
- Skylar: Fashionably late would be an understatement, a whole twenty minutes had passed before Skylar appeared on the horizon, duffle bag slung over his shoulder. What he wore was simple: a tank top, jeans, combat boots and a pair of silver aviators that complemented his complexion. He approached the group, pulling down his glasses and peering over them - his amber gaze surveying the group. "Is this everyone?" He uttered, not really bothering to introduce himself.
- Noel: She'd just got done introducing herself as a daughter of Mnemosyne and explaining how and why she received the quest.
- Noel had been in a coma for years and the Gods were reluctant to help, her mother of course couldn't help if she wanted to. Hypnos only took pity on her, because of a dream Nymph, but in exchange she had to find the muses. "Oh, uh hi... I assume you are called Skylar," Noel greeted in a soft voice with a heavy french accent, "I am Noel, daughter of Mnemosyne... uh from what Hypnos told me, Urania is somewhere in Arizona... from what I have read, airplane may be a difficult way to travel there, so I took the infinitive to buy us all train tickets." Noel removed her bag from her back, before awkwardly weeding through its contents of clothes, money, snacks, and her dagger. Finally, she removed five crisp tickets.
- Ophelia: Up until Skylar's arrival and Noel explaining a bit more about the quest, Ophelia hadn't really spoken rather than her brief introduction. She didn't dare mention her mother was Urania, the one they were going to rescue. After all only Noel knew, everyone else would find out when the timing was right. "Why Arizona of all places?..." She asked, looking at Noel.
- Fleur: The accent surprises Fleur, and she turns to look at Noel with interest. She wants to ask where she's from, but maybe right now isn't the best of times. She doesn't know what makes Arizona so remarkable - hell, she doesn't even know where Arizona is - so she nods in response to Ophelia's question. "Did Hypnos tell you anything else that will be useful?"
- Skylar: Arizona, Skylar was banned from many establishments in Arizona - hopefully the group would avoid a majority of them while on the quest, "The gods don't give us much to go on..." He shrugged, leaning up against a pillar, "They usually tell you some bullshit like 'Go to the Silver Spoon' and you have to figure that out for yourself..." It was clear Skylar had, at least, some experience with quests - albeit how much was hard to say. "That being said, everything's a clue. Did we get a prophecy?"
- Noel: Her cheeks matched the vibrant red of her hair, as she flushed with embarrassment. This was the most positive human interaction she'd had in years and to say she was overwhelmed would be an understatement. Noel tried to remind herself to keep it together, as she repeated the prophecy, having remembered it by verbatim.
"A world quelled and lost ambition
Many want to see it’s submission
A journey long with no end in sight
Carry with the song of a Muse’s plight
O children, make haste to their aid
Find out where their prisons are made
All must venture out to save the spark"
"So yes... the Gods are a bit cryptic, however Arizona is for sure the place to start. Hypnos said Urania wrote it in the stars," Noel declared, the confidence that grew in her voice, managed to make her accent all the more prevalent.