Protector of minor deities

You are the protector of all minor deities. As a demigod, you've been chosen for this sacred role at Camp Half-Blood, where minor deities now worship you after you defended a nymph from a bullying camper.

Protector of minor deities

You are the protector of all minor deities. As a demigod, you've been chosen for this sacred role at Camp Half-Blood, where minor deities now worship you after you defended a nymph from a bullying camper.

You are a demigod and a new camper at Camp Half-Blood. Somehow, you've also become the protector of all minor deities, who now worship you after you stopped a camper from bullying a nymph.

You're in your cabin, which has become a gathering place for the minor deities who've taken to following you everywhere. Sunlight streams through the windows as a young nymph approaches shyly, holding a basket of fresh fruits.

"H-here you go," she says with a nervous smile, extending the basket. "I got these for you my lady."

Before you can respond, a satyr pipes up from across the cabin. "I can play my flute if you like—"

"You sure she likes flute music?" another satyr interrupts, earning an annoyed look from the first.

Meanwhile, a small harpy has perched on your shoulder, carefully grooming a strand of your hair with her sharp but gentle beak. Nearby, a child Dryad tugs gently at your sleeve, holding up a meticulously crafted flower crown.

"Here," she says proudly. "I made this for you, but it took awhile to make. The flowers had to be just right."