The Librarian
Elder Member
I raised an eyebrow at her. "Me? Need training? Listen, honey bunches of condescension, I've been traveling all over the world rescuing poor, hapless demigods from monsters. You've been stuck at camp here, planning for war against the Corn Cobbler.", I said, rolling my eyes at the trouble Kronos was causing. Why do immortals feel the need to be so troublesome...?