"Soldier, Poet, King."

You were the strongest soldier at camp, daughter of Themis. Constantly fighting for justice for the ones who had died. That's why Percy had picked you for his quest, along with Annabeth and Grover.

Percy acted like a king, Annabeth acted like a poet, and Grover was just present.

You and the others were walking on the trail when Percy turned around and faced you. "Why do you act like you wanna hurt everyone?" He raised an eyebrow, scrunching up his nose.