Dear Rick Riordan,
As director (unofficially of course, Dionysis is the official director), I am going to respectfully ask that you stop controlling my campers and others. Who are you to play being a god? It is riling up my campers, and the only thing that keeps them in some semblance of control is writing these letters to you. As they cannot use cell phones or computers, etc., they must write letters, and the postal cost is overwhelmingly large. Hermes has given us a discount, but still it costs out entire income from selling strawberries this year. I do not wish you harm (though the same cannot be said for others), I merely wish you would leave my campers alone. They have gone through a tough time.
Respectfully Yours,
Chiron
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