I tell prophecies.
I am Octavian.
I am a son of Apollo.
I AM a Seer.
I rip open teddy bears.
I read the stuffing.
I speak of the truth.
I am a member of the First Cohort.
In Camp Jupiter.
I am suspicious of graecus.
We should have killed the Son of Poseidon.
He is a graecus. A Greek.
A traitor.
Here to tear us down, brick by brick.
I am Octivain.
The Seer.