Okay, so, we got to Delphi and the entire city was engaged in a massive orgy. Yeah, you read that right. Everyone, just... drinking, partying, dancing, screwing... all of the things associated with an old roman orgy going on.
Hal put on the scary face and managed to have his car lead the way through the city to a building where the Oracle was supposed to be. Only she wasn't there. Fun.
The woman who was there (who I suspect was a Harpy, given the feathers I spotted on her and the bad attitude) gave us the address to find the Oracle, who'd failed to show up to work that day. At the time, I didn't blame her, as anyone with sense wouldn't have gone out in that.
We muscled our way back through the crowd, with Hal's aura of menace keeping the revelers at bay (Claire got some footage of the action with her cell... I snapped a few photos, myself...) and got to a flat where the Oracle should have been. And she was there, a young lady named Cassandra.
I'm not quite sure what to make of what happened next.
We tried to ask her to help, but heres the thing about being an Oracle, the asker has to give something up, like a memory, and the bigger the sacrifice, the bigger the truth you're told. What nobody mentions in the myths, however, is that the Oracle has to live with the memories she takes, and that's a big psychological strain. So, she refused to help. It seems pretty selfish (especially since her friend/roommate/lover/whatever was the one who put the city into the situation it's in (I have no idea WHY, honestly.))
Claire was willing to leave it at that (since Fate doesn't like anyone trying to use Divine Be-My-Friend mojo on it's representitives) and I wasn't one for pushing the issue, but... Hal... Hal got self-righteous and got into a pissing match with Cassandra over who's life has been screwed over more (and, for whatever reason, this 3000 year old girl was planning to go to prom. Yeah, I don't know either.). I guess she's been locked in that age and never really matured.
Lexi was able to put on the charm enough to find out where some other Oracles are, but we're currently debating things out. Hal is more than happy to jump into the mists again and run off to Egypt to consult THAT Oracle, since the only other one in Greece belongs to Zeus. I don't even know anymore. I don't know if this question Nikolas wants to ask is worth the trouble. There's a lot of serious issues going on. Claire got really upset, and that made me cool my jets a bit. I think she was getting mad that we kept debating and not listening to her.
Lexi grabbed her sax and did some Fate consulting of her own, while I went to comfort Claire who'd stepped to the edge of the aura to brood. Her raven clacked it's beak at me. I'm still not sure where it came from...
When Lexi was done, we learned that General Goras was not behind the Titan attack. I didn't think he was, but something fishy is certainly going on with him. What WAS useful and was information we could act on was that Donnie and Harmonia were at a place called Hissarlik. I asked Claire to google it, since I'd never heard of it. That's when I finally found out what the deal with that raven was all about as Claire directly addressed it.
She called her "Grainne" and she turned into a human... who very closely resembled the Morrigan. She gave us a dire portent about something sounding like a big war. Nations against nations, brothers against brothers, mortals against the divine. A war that would cover the region and wake the "sleeping father under the mountain".
That still didn't tell us where/what Hissarlik is, though.... (google)
Oh. It's in Turkey. It's what is suspected to be Troy.
Oh fuck me.... Paris took Helen to Troy. I'm gonna slap Donnie. Fate's gonna have a field day reinacting this.
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