demigods of olympus interactive adventure

“Your idea has merit! A few gallons of sweet tea should do it, if they are dumped in just before sunset.” “Oh, don’t worry about my horses,” Columbia said. “I don’t know if the hippocampi will go for that. Sam glanced nervously at the bronze horses. “No! We mix iced tea into the fountain water!” Also, it’s fluorinated to prevent cavities.” “This water is pure and sanctified by my presence. “You don’t want to drink from that river, Zane.” “Don’t they live under a bridge next to a river? Why not bathe and drink there?” I wasn’t sure what that meant, but I stared at the water gushing from the fountain, splashing over the snouts of the bronze horses. To scrub their nasty feet! Every night when the bats fly. “Goddess, what did you mean about the evil goat-men sullying your waters? Do they come here to drink?” “Maybe not.” I shoved the card back into my pocket, then turned to Columbia. “Maybe we’re not supposed to use it yet.” “Is there anything written on it?” asked Sam. “Not a clue,” I said, then raised the library card and swiped it in the air like a credit card. I reached into my left front pocket and removed the gift I’d gotten from Mnemosyne. They’d just keep their mouths shut and slaughter us.” Even if you dissolved one or two satyrs, the others would figure out what was up. Besides, you said there was a whole colony of these things. “You’d have to be a perfect shot, and then they’d have to swallow the tea. “Pew! Pew! Pew! Right between their lips!” “Then we get squirt guns,” Sam said confidently. “Ah, but they must drink it, my very handsome goat-man. Sweet tea vaporizes Aethiopian satyrs! Now all we have to do is get some and waste them!”Ĭolumbia cleared her bronze throat. “Listen, Columbia just gave us the break we need. “She does not!” Sam blushed to the tips of his horns. “Dude,” I whispered, trying not to laugh. One much more adorable satyr to visit me.” She fluttered her eyelids and giggled. One less evil goat-man to sully the waters of my fountain. Poof! Bye-bye, demon!” She waved her frond again.

“The demonic beast had his mouth wide open, ready to take a bite out of your cute little furry behind when you bravely tripped over that vendor’s cart, and the monster got a big mouthful of tea. “Well, of course I would have intervened, but I didn’t have time!” Columbia said. “That’s the technical term for them,” Sam said. Hmph! At any rate, I was circling over the Congress Avenue Bridge when I saw the handsomest satyr-I mean you, of course-being chased by one of those bloodthirsty Aethiopian satyrs!” “That wingless old biddy Libertas can’t fly, you know.

Demigods of olympus interactive adventure