Can't Trust Anyone

All the Gods decided to high-tail it back to Olympus. Which put me in a none too pleasant mood. I got pissed that we were short on healers, and I tend to get protective of Lexi when she's in trouble. Victor decided to give me a "get in line" attitude and Claire and I directed our ire in their direction. I guess nobody knows how to do triage.
Assholes.

Moving on, the other band decided they needed to jump back to Japan, for whatever reason. The news on the TV just keeps getting better and better. Nikolas came in and said that Harmonia had gone missing. More good news.

Oh, it gets better. Lexi deduced that Harmonia and Donnie may have run off together in the confusion. I'm really growing to dislike my extended family and their petty dramas. Do they really have nothing better to do than screw with the lives of their kids?

Enough grousing. Nikolas asked for our help to escort him to Delphi so he could consult the oracle and find out more about what's going on. I thought about mentioning that Lexi or Andrew could do the same thing, but since Delphi is a quick train ride away and she would probably be more powerful, I decided to go along with the group consensus and agree to help the guy. I did kinda feel bad for him, if Lexi's love-divining was right, the guy did love Harmonia and he just found out she ran off with the pretty-boy. He's handling it well.

Once we got to the train platform, a new wrinkle in the sheets formed. General Goras' golden troops surrounded the platform and watched us. We waited to see what they would do. It was a tense couple of minutes... then the train station announced that a landslide had covered part of the track and cancelled train operations until the tracks could be cleared. That's when the troops left.

What the hell? I knew there was something about Goras I didn't like when I met him, but why would this be such a problem? Is he afraid of us learning something about him in relation to the attack? What the hell.

Don't Look 'Em In the Eye

I learned the hard way that those snakes were actually basilisks. I thought Basilisks were lizards with large crests. And the damn things just would not frikken DIE. I practically chopped one to pieces before it finally stopped healing itself. I made eye contact with one and dear god did it hurt. I could heal myself, but poor Lexi got it, too.

Once we took the snakes down another Scion showed up in the form of a giant gold and bronze soldier and scooped up their handler. I tried to take a chunk out of the handler, but it was just too tough to damage... which is really impressive, actually.

A man named General Goras arrived after the fight (the giant scion having carried off the snake handler) with an escort of Minotaurs (which I eyed warily, they have a reputation). The Minotaurs were surprisingly disciplined. Anyway, after a short conversation we learned that this wasn't a planned attack like we thought. Nope, apparently, if you gather a bunch of legendary people in one area, it attracts titan activity like a magnet.

Other Scions were scattered around the area, dealing with pockets of Terra's minions and we decided to get Lexi back to the villa and to a proper healer. Healing seems to be the one thing our group doesn't do. Well, aside from regenerate our own wounds.

Now that I've had some time to myself and get my thoughts sorted, I'm beginning to have some real doubts about my extended family's sense of perspective. Sure, we forestalled fimbulvinter, but I'm still hearing a lot of troubling things on the television. Wars, disasters, political conflicts. I'm not a doomsayer and humanity's past is filled with conflict, but the world situation is quickly deteriorating. The titans are acting much more freely than before.

And what is the family of gods doing? Playing politics and puppets with their kids' love lives.