All Rights Belong To Rick Riordan

Chapter 91

Making Amends

(Percy)

'Three hours and he has already managed to destroy a wonder of the Ancient World and loot the Roman's cultural heritage. Why can't he just act normal?' Diana asked with a shake of her head. Meanwhile I continued to stare at the over sized disembodied marble head that had been deposited in the Senate house, a hole punched clean through its left eye. Next to the equally large hole in the floor he had also created. leading into a chamber below and a further chasm below that, where the truncated body remained, also lacking an arm and a it's lower left leg. From what I could tell the fact he had dragged the head up here was just to show he could.

It had been quite a surprise when Jason turned up on the front door of Reyna's house and explained that there was some sort of commotion in this building. Most of which seemingly involved Lightning bolts and flashes of thunder. Apparently I was the go to guy in case of this sort of event, so much for me trying to stay out of matters of state.

Of course by the time we got here it was over and the culprit was gone. Or rather the source of the thunder and lightning was located but that which kicked the crap out of it was gone. Of course what we found raised a whole lot of question on what it was all doing down there, and how no one remembered stashing a fifty foot high lightning throwing statue and its throne in the basement. Eventually Vitellius was found who seemed to be the only Lares who remembered the old vault but even he was at a loss as to how the statue got there. Although he did prove helpful in identifying what was taken. And neither answer was seen as a good thing.

'It fine I will fix it, so your dad doesn't blow his top. In a month of course.' I told her with a grin. It was my concession to getting them to accept their own punishment of being forced to act human, well like a demigod technically. There were some things we could not change as they were 'passive' abilities. Like me being able to sense others and her glowing in the dark. But as for everything else we would act entirely normal. No flashing around, no throwing knives at people, no killing people for slight insults.

Of course we were now essentially confined to New Rome and the surrounding areas. As the only exception to the policy was in regards to the Moon Chariot which for the time being was going to be piloted by the hunters in a rota. All of whom were more than happy to take the astronomical mass for a spin. With Phoebe and Atlanta being the ones to claim tonight. Something I was not exactly sure was a good thing because the last thing we needed was Atlanta trying to drag race her father in the morning.

'Artemis asked how come we are all being punished and he gets to run around like a jolly jackass?' Diana forwarded for her counterpart.

'Because it is easier than writing a five hundred page rule book of things he can and cannot do. Besides now he has his own sword, he can stop whinging about not being able to use Maelstrom.' I said light-heartedly with relief.

'Oh yes because him only having Escalibur is such a cause of relief. There was a reason that blade was forgotten about for the last eight hundred years, no one could draw the damned thing. If the legend is to be believed Perseus is the next rightful king.' Diana said sarcastically and I had to pause at that implication.

'And he just essentially decapitated your father with it... Maybe we can skip that little detail when we tell him.' I said meekly as thunder rumbled in the East.

'Something tells me he already knows.' Diana whispered nervously.

'What gave it away?' I whispered back sarcastically. 'Still could be worse, at least it was only the statue he killed and not your old man himself. Now come on let's go before someone blames me for wrecking this place again.' I told her reaching an arm around her back and resting it on her hip whilst leading her out the room. Much to the surprise of some of the demigods who were nosing around, many of whom had to have a double take at the sight before hastily stepping out of our way. Sure after earlier most of the city was now aware of the whole Me and Artemis/Diana situation. But I guess it was still a shock to see an 'Maiden' Olympian Goddess and a now known Titan Lord walking amongst them arm in arm as we made our way to our newly acquired house. Then again I had had to convince them I was not going to start hacking them to pieces when I turned up here.

One of the first things Reyna had done was have her fellow Praetors house stripped bare of anything of real value in an effort to recoup whatever funds he had misappropriated. And with the knowledge that the idiot was actually dead known to only me and the girls. It meant the place was currently going to be staying empty. Combined with the fact Reyna's place was already full to the brim with just the hunters. We decided that this place would be good enough for the time being.

Besides we were only down the road from them and the hunters had Nemea to keep watch so they had no security concerns. Plus it was nice to have a place where the three of us could potentially relax without the constant stress of dealing with others. Perseus had likely already claimed my place at Orthrys which was fine by me. I just hoped he didn't kill Atlas when the fool barged in the room like usual.

There was also that annoying tingling feeling in my memory that reminded me I had wanted to come here with Annabeth after the Giant war, before the fates decided to screw that plan up. But they had and now here I was, there was no point beating myself up further for what could have happened. Whether things would have worked out better if Annabeth had lived or not was a stupid argument. Despite everything I could not rewind time and even if I could, would I want to sacrifice everything that had happened since?

'So I guess we don't let Morganna know that Perseus has it then.' I asked after all I knew about the whole Morganna/Artorias/Merlin situation something that was a bit of a delicate matter for all involved by Artemis's account. Well bearing in mind it collapsed a small kingdom, delicate would be one way of putting it.

'Oh gods no, she would put your rampages to shame if she remembered that sword. We would have to kill her again.' She said pausing and looking at me seriously.

'She can't be that bad.' I said light-heartedly.

'Hecate had to use the mist to erase the entire kingdom of Camelot from memory and make the people believe that England was always one country. Between her and her brother fighting she screwed the place up that badly. You and Perseus just kill things, not turn yourself into a dragon and torch half the place. whilst making yourself uniquely immortal.'

'Ok point taken. You may be right.' I said conceding the argument. It was strange to think the quiet dark haired girl was capable of causing such major issues. Although I did think the fact she could potentially turn into a dragon pretty darn cool. Sure Frank could do it anytime he wanted but I still found the prospect pretty awesome.

'Aren't I always? Besides as long as the dumbass doesn't show up and start waving it around like a jackass, we shouldn't have any problems. What she doesn't know won't hurt her.' She explained whilst we walked both of us looking at the building to our right and the taking note of the curled up golden ball of fluff lounging on the window seal.

After Artemis finally admitted exactly what she had done to the former Praetor, I had to acknowledge two things. Nemea might look cute and cuddly but you really didn't want to get on her bad side and two she was definitely going on a damned diet as of now. Who knows what sort of crap that idiot contained, he surely wasn't good for her cholesterol.

'So seeing as you are the one who limited our options for where we can go. What are we doing for the rest of the evening?' She asked curiously looking across at me.

'Well a normal guy would count himself lucky that he ever managed to catch someone as beautiful as you, before boring the ass off of you by talking about himself all evening. But I hate doing that and you know just how good you look, so I thought I would take you for dinner and then we can see what there is to do in a contemporary Roman city. After that we could go home and perhaps try some things without getting interrupted for once.' I whispered seductively into her ear.

'Huh? Sorry I stopped listening when you mentioned food?' She asked suddenly snapping back into the real world as I let out a breath of resignation.

'You never change.'

'I have an excuse after all I am pregnant, so stop being mean to me.' She pouted gently elbowing me in the side.

'So what do you want then Milady, Italian? Pizza?... Doughnuts?'

'Meat!' She said simply.

I guess I stood to reason that the goddess of the Hunt was a predominant carnivore even with a sweet tooth a mile wide. True I was not one to talk I went the better part of six months without eating anything but Ambrosia.

'So how about that place?' I said pointing with my free hand at a likely looking place. A few umbrella's and tables outside and a sign saying grill. I guess the fact it was the middle of winter mattered very little here, as the climate was controlled much like at Camp Half-Blood. All in all the place looked pretty decent.

'Shut up and start walking already.' She insisted practically dragging me along towards the entrance.

Once we arrived at the threshold we found one of those little podiums where a Maitre D' usually stands ready to serve the customers empty. After almost a minute of no sign of activity and the tension around Diana rising, I elected to politely ring the bell and was rewarded with a lot of subdued Latin swearing coming from the direction of what seemed to be the kitchen before a short sandy haired gentleman in chefs whites ran out and took up position.

'I am so sorry, I did not hear you arrive, for two is it? Do you have the name of the reservation?' He asked not looking up at us, instead focusing on the small desk and what I assumed was the booking sheet.

'Diana.' My companion answered simply. For the guy to comb the list once again as a pair of silver eyes glared at him.

'Can I have the surname please I cannot see it.' He said with a frown before finally looking up and between the silver and gold eyes looking back at him.

'Try goddess of the Hunt, failing that try Lord of Time.' Diana said with a cruel smirk as the guy took a step back nervously looking between the pair of us and promptly collapsed in a heap.

'As amusing as that was, we now have a slight problem. I think that was the chef.' I explained with a sigh before turning towards her.

'Well the service here is terrible and I am not waiting until he wakes up. So come on Seaweed Brain there must be somewhere else or at least a takeaway place. Bad enough there is no Monster Donut here.' She said bitterly giving the guy on the floor one final withering look before leading me away.

'Most people don't trust their enemies and/or victims to make their food like you do.' I explained shaking my head.

'I don't care who makes them as long as they do. Now come on I am sure I saw a Pizza Hut, last night from the chariot.'

'Why not try McDonalds while you are at it?' I said sarcastically.

'Because I said I wanted real meat Seaweed Brain.' She retorted deadpan before a slight smile broke her lips.

'Ok you may have a point there.' I said chuckling and shaking my head as I let the goddess drag me of on her 'hunt'.

(Perseus)

'I am sorry Mr. Kronos but I must forbid you from betting anymore, your miraculously good luck is rather bad for the Casino's finances.' The finely suited floor manager insisted, nodding his head at my current croupier. As I turned and looked at him with a raised eyebrow and the large crowd around me also glared at him causing him to shuffle nervously. The fact I was using the Alias of Kronos, was more for the lulz than anything else. I was tempted to say Zeus but something suggested to me he was not going to be in a good mood with me. All I could say was that it attacked first... with a little provocation admittedly. Besides it was not my fault someone stashed it down there and left I active.

'I was not aware I was doing that good, how much am I up then?' I asked innocently nodding at the small mountain of chips on my side of the table. Which was dangerously close to flowing over the side of the table in places despite my best efforts to keep it tidy.

'From our estimate's around seven million dollars, you have never lost a hand. If it was not for the fact that I had been watching you the whole time I would have thought you were cheating. No one's luck is this good.' He explained with a hint of awe in his voice.

'Wow can't believe you let someone win that much, besides which what is the point of cheating? All you have to do get the highest numbers. It is not exactly rocket science.' I told him with a grin lying though my teeth.

'The speed at which you won it took us by surprise, most people take days to earn a few hundred thousand, you have done all this in under two hours. So I must insist you leave the tables, If you wish I can comp you into the penthouse suite as a apology.'

'Nah don't worry about it, I already have the one next door. They stopped me after only two million, sore losers.'

'You were ejected from the floor at the MGM Grand and here on the same day?' He exclaimed loudly whilst I simply smiled.

'Tell you what take that room you were going to give me, and let all these guys use it for a party. This should cover the cost's I should think.' I told him before dumping about a quarter of a million dollars worth of chips in his hands causing him to go wide eyed and my crowd of admirers to stare at him expectantly.

'But...Sir.'

'No buts... just do it. Now where can I exchange these?' I said pointing at my hoard.

'Security is already on the way to provide an escort, lest people get the wrong idea.' He explained just as two lightly armoured guards came into view pushing a cart. Sure I was currently unarmed (Casinoes had funny rules about not being allowed to bring in broadswords) at the moment but I did not think the escort was that necessary. If someone did actually manage to take money from me I would have to let them keep it out of respect for courage they had to do it. I was not exactly a typical easy target, six foot tall and built like a proverbial brick shit house thanks to a year sparring with Atlas. To most people because of my age I must have looked like a college football player, only without the head injuries. My counterpart had had a few too many of the last point.

'Right then thanks for this, you have been a star. Now if you don't mind I need to go next door until they kick me out.' I said cheerfully, leaving the two guards to shovel my chips into the cart.

'Are you trying to break every Casino in Vegas? That is impossible!' He exclaimed in disbelief.

'In a single night sure, but given a few days we will just have to wait and see.' I said nonchalantly waving over my shoulder as I made my way to the exchange my escorts following on behind me as the crowd descended on the manager, and started making demands.

I had learned in the last place that the easiest way to avoid the problem of the 'Parasites' was to give them something small to sponge off whilst I made my escape, with the rest of my winnings. The worst by far were the women who decided that the lone attractive guy with the pile of money could be convinced with enough flesh being on show. The image of an auburn haired goddess wielding house bricks was more than enough to keep my eyes on the prize. Besides I felt I needed to return a little to the Casino even if in a roundabout fashion by throwing these parties. After all it was not as if they stood a chance against me in the first place.

Who needs slight of hands, card counting or any of those underhanded and easily detectable tricks when you can just freeze time and re-deal your hand to something slightly higher than everyone else and guarantee your 'astounding' victory? If I wanted to rob the place I could have just broken into the vault and robbed everyone blind with them none the wiser. But my counterparts lecture on why stealing was bad was stuck in my head. Gambling is not stealing, so he could not complain. Even if I was playing a little with the odds to make myself appear really lucky.

'Now sir would you like your winnings transferring into an account or ...' A woman in her early twenties began after the machine automatically filtered my chips and calculated their total value. Somewhere around $6,900,000 after my little splash the cash moment at the table.

'Cash.' I told the young lady behind the counter before she could finish her sentence. Causing her to look at me for a few seconds before sighing as she started counting bills. The problem with most currency such as the US Dollar is that the highest denomination is $100. Which means even on purely those notes it was going to take at around seven thousand of them to pay me and they have to make sure they pay me the exact right amount of my winnings.

'So then busy night?' I asked idly as she continued to count. Completely focused on the task in hand and giving no sign of acknowledging my words.

I was about to get annoyed with her lack of response until I realised why. Here I was a smug guy in a suit, with several million dollars in winnings, trying to give small talk to a reasonably attractive young woman. Sure she was not exactly on Diana's level or technically the whores. But she was doing pretty well for a plain and ordinary mortal. Back to the point though she must have totally been thinking I wanted to sleep with her and was trying to impress her. Something images of baked clay in my mind reaffirmed.

The uncomfortable detente lasted for a few more minutes as she continued to count the stacks before she had thirteen banded stacks of half a million. And was just about to start on the last when I spoke again.

'So do you like it here?' I asked seriously.

'It pays the mortgage and the bills. Not like there is much else to do in Vegas.' She said shrugging.

'Never thought of it like that. Must be a really boring place to live, Must lose the charm pretty quickly, you ever thought of going elsewhere?'

'No point I can't afford to move away. Nor could afford to go college, so I stayed here.'

'In that case keep the change.' I said pointing at the remaining bundle in her hand as she paused and looked at me, her eyes wide.

'Why would you do this for me, I don't even know you?'

'What can I say, I am a nice guy.' I said with a genuine smile as she continued to blink.

'So then are those ones mine?'

(Diana)

'Achoooo!' Percy suddenly exclaimed hurriedly covering his mouth whilst I looked at him in surprise.

'You're immortal, you don't get sick, and so what gives?' I asked once I finished the mouthful of pizza I was rapidly demolishing.

'I had this really bad smell of bullshit up my nose.' He said shaking his head.

'Perhaps we should have given him some level of supervision.'

'I would not want to inflict him on anyone. A few days and they would want to kill him or themselves... What is Tania up to anyway?'

'Haha very funny.' I said glaring at him as he grinned. So as punishment for him acting smug I quickly reached across and swiped a piece of his pizza.

'Hey!' He protested only for me to raised it to my mouth and stare at him.

'Pregnant.' I said simply before biting down on it exaggerating the act as much as possible. Whilst he muttered under his breath something about an excuse for everything.

'Don't give me that, who paid for it?'

'Neither of us, the manager practically threw it at us to get you out of the shop, before you terrorised the rest of the customers.'

'All I did was pick my nails with a knife, I did not threaten and/or attack anyone. The fact they all moved out of the way is completely coincidental.' I defended.

'Sure it was, as was the fact you miraculously had a two foot long hunting knife in your pocket. Something all supposed mortals carry around at all times.'

'Have you seen this country? I would carry a knife. I can agree with Ares on that front. Besides if I remember correctly the last time we were in Miami I. got. shot. with. a. machinegun!' I said prolonging each word for emphasis.

'I got shot today.' He grumbled.

'Oh please that barely classifies as more than a toy.' I said waving a hand.

'He shot me in the head!'

'And in doing so got Perseus out of it, I would classify that as a win in for everyone... Well except whoever is unlucky enough to get between him and what he wants... And the Praetor... And my father's statue.' I said adding hesitantly each time.

'You do know that list is going to get longer right?'

'Not much I can do about it, hard enough dealing with my own aspect and she is sane.'

'Hey!' Artemis shouted in my head before I lightly palmed the side of my head making her get the hint. Today was my day, something we had agreed upon earlier we would alternate the days to make this punishment less annoying. Besides the fact of having two goddesses of the Hunt running around this city would blow the poor Roman's mind.

'Do I even need to ask?' He said looking at me with a raised eyebrow.

'No but if you aren't going to finish that...' I said biting my lower lip as I looked at remaining slice in front of him.

'Take it.' He said with a sigh pushing the box towards me as I practically inhaled the meat covered pizza.

'I am so glad you are a goddess.'

'Why?' I said struggling to swallow the final mouthful of crust.

'Because if you weren't you would be the size of small elephant with how much you eat. The only person I know who rivals you for appetite is Nemea, and she is like fifty times your mass in her adult form.' He said exasperatedly as I began to glare at him.

'Did you just imply I am fat?' I said flatly.

'Uhhhhhh. Pregnant?' He said nervously meeting my gaze.

'You are so lucky, that happens to be true and I like you.' I said softening my gaze as he exhaled in relief.

'So what's next?'

'Oh I am sure I can think of something.' I said with a grin as I pushed the table between us to the side and practically leapt on him.

'Perseu...Percy!' The voice shouted causing me to slowly open my eyes and look for the source of the dead man. I was comfortable, sleeping and not hungry and then some asshole had to wreck that. They were going to pay.

Shifting my position on Percy's still sleeping lap I turned towards the source of the noise and glared at the figure in the Iris message.

'Oh uhhhhhh. Artemis did I disturb you.' The other idiot prince of the sea fumbled.

'I'm Diana and what do you want?' I demanded in annoyance.

'I need help again.' He said hesitantly.

'What another kid you need help with, look how well that turned out last time.' I said bitterly.

'Uh no. Same one actually I need a little help with Marina actually.' He admitted.

'Is she dying?'

'Ummm no.'

'Then it can wait or better yet sort it out yourself like a normal parent. There must be other people for you to call than my idiot.'

'Please?' He added desperately.

'Sorry I am currently and I quote a 'normal person' which means I cannot go around growing tails and hanging around the fish people. Try again in about a month. Goodbye.' I said in annoyance terminating the call by waving an arm through it before he could respond.

The act however managed to disturb my body pillow who shifted around a little beneath me before opening one eye.

'You ok?' He asked tiredly.

'Of course and by the way pillows are meant to sit there quietly and be comfortable.' I told him with a smile.

'Yes Milady.' He replied sarcastically closing his eye.

'You were so easy to train.' I whispered into his ear before kissing him on the cheek. Causing him to smile in response to which I quickly moved my attention to his lips getting his attention again as both eyes opened completely awake.

From there our bodies seemed to be on autopilot as I span around and straddled his waist, my hands in his hair as we ferociously made out for the first time in over a week. With no worries of interruption by others both inside and outside our head. Artemis was either subconsciously still asleep or was not bothered by what we were doing. And Perseus was gone... somewhere unimportant.

Now of course Percy's hands were not idle as he wriggled them underneath my top and began to caress the smooth skin on my back causing me to shiver at the touch both from the coldness of his hands and at the sensuality of the touch itself. In revenge I pushed myself on his face harder and moved my caresses along his strong jaw line and nibbling on his earlobe to see how he would respond.

In doing so I startled him into leaning back a bit too strongly as the already precariously balanced chair gave way and toppled backwards. Throwing us both onto the floor with a grunt though we managed to remain in position with me on top of him.

'You Ok?' He asked his breath ragged.

'Less talking more kissing!' I commanded shifting my hips to a more comfortable position before sitting up my hands on his chest as he looked up at me quizzically likely wondering why I had stopped.

I don't know what came over me other than it felt right as I pulled my top over my head and tossed it across the room, leaving my upper half in nothing but a bra. Whilst Seaweed Brain stared up at me causing me to blush at his lingering gaze his lips unable to make a response... not through lack of trying. However it was another area of his body that told me of his approval as I was forced to shift my hips so as not to make it uncomfortable for him.

'You going to lay there all day or what?' I demanded harshly only for us to sink into the shadows and reappear back in the same room with him on his feet and supporting my weight under my thighs before pushing me up against the wall forcing me against him as I once again attacked his face, surprised at his ingenuity in a good way.

However that did not fix one small problem, namely that pesky shirt which was rubbing against my chest. However that was easily remedied as I dug my nails into the fabric and sharply yanked it off of him.

'I liked that shirt.' He complained his voice husky.

'Stop whinging and do something about it then.' I told him before he suddenly moved his lips to my neck and lightly bit my neck. Causing me to yelp in surprise before taking revenge and digging my nails into his back causing his body to stiffen.

'Owwww.' He said simply pulling back eyebrow raised.

'You started it by biting me.' I defended.

'You bit my ear and ripped my shirt.'

'So what are you going to do about it?'

His response was to simply grin as his eyes turned golden and things became a lot draftier for me.

I had forgotten I was marrying someone who could literally undress me with his eyes and now I was paying the price. He at least me some modesty clearly not wanting to move past that final boundary. Either out of respect for our agreement or because he was too busy staring at my breasts. Something that I was forcing myself not to beat the crap out of him for.

'Ahum.' I said faking clearing my throat.

'My eyes are up here.'

'I know.' He said sarcastically before pushing me back against the wall and resuming his attention on my mouth which happily replied as I curled my legs around his waist. Idly noticing the contained mass down there and clamping my legs a little tighter and increase the pressure in revenge as he groaned at the touch.

As the minutes ticked by I kept feeling myself losing to my inhibitions as my body began to crave more and more something Percy was only too happy to give.

'Percy... Enough!' I said struggling to breath my heart rate akin to a drumbeat.

Slowly nodding in response he lowered me to the ground gently. My feet touching ground for the first time in at least ten minutes causing me to tumble forward slightly into his waiting arms.

'Sorry...' I stammered out.

'It's fine... I think I can get used to waking up like this.' He said grinning ear to ear and looking down at me.

'Asshole.'

'You started it!' He said stepping back and raising his arms and looking to the side. Well except one eye was still firmly focused on my chest area.

'And now I am ending it, besides what time is it?' I asked noting the ambient lighting had slowly been improving through the windows.

'Five AM.' He answered instantly.

'Which means we need to go collect Phoebe and Atlanta soon and I am not going in my birthday suit or near enough.' I said taking charge of this situation, or as good enough as I could considering I was mostly naked and being gawped at by my future husband.

'In that case in suggest we get dressed.' He said giving me the look over one final time before turning around and walking towards the stairs.

'Where are you slinking off too?'

'Bathroom... I need a shower... A very cold one.' He said simply and I struggled not to laugh. The only problem was I knew exactly where he was coming from. The only clothing I had remaining was not exactly fresh anymore.

(Percy)

Whilst Diana went to retrieve the girls, I had been given the job of procuring breakfast. Because apparently our earlier 'exertions' had given her an appetite again. And for the first time I was happy we had 'evicted' the Praetor because as a fat kid he liked junk food, which made my job a lot easier when it came to feeding a pregnant goddess with cravings.

Sure enough it did not take long for me to rustle up some pancakes just in time for her return.

With what seemed to be a pair of live hyenas.

'Are they?' I asked simply as she nodded the two canines seemingly laughing at the two of us.

'So about acting ordinary...'. I began looking at her disapprovingly

'What was ordinary about what you were doing earlier. I am pretty sure Shadow travel is not meant to be used like that.' She said flustered as the larger Hyena which I assumed was Phoebe fell over and began to roll on its back paws in the air clearly finding the situation hilarious despite her present condition.

'Should we really be having this conversation with them present?' I said pointing at the two snickering hounds. Phoebe righting herself and cocking her head at an angle.

'Go home!' She shouted at them only for the other one to poke its head at the clearly shut front door.

'Why can't things go back to being simple?' She said with a sigh opening the door and releasing the pair of Canine terrors into the pre-dawn streets of New Rome. There cackles heard as they ran down the street. A part of me questioned how the hunters and more importantly Nemea would react to the arrival of the scavengers. Oh well that was not my problem for the moment.

'Look at the bright side, breakfast is ready.'

AN. Just a little heart warming chapter to remind everyone that they are not always at each others throats. except maybe the occasional love bite here and there.

I also wanted to show that things can go back to normal-ish without Perseus, though not that he is out of the story. it shouldn't take him to long to bankrupt the casinos before he moves onto other targets.

As for next I need to bring Marina back into the story, she was not a one shot character to provide the origin of Perseus's present condition. I always intended for her to come back though I did not expect it to be this much later.

Finally thank you for all the suggestions on materials for Escalibur. though as a thing the Caliburnians were in the British isles and northern Western Europe and were not Norse. they came much later, there was a good 800 years between Caesar and the Vikings so it would be a bit hard for them to make a sword for him. though the though does count.

As for Escalibur itself it will not be as dangerous as maelstrom is. sure it shares the cuts just about everything property but it lacks the whole perma-death trait the other sword has. think of it as the kiddy friendly version. or as friendly as a four foot legendary longsword can be.

Hope you all enjoyed the chapter and the make out/ make up session included.

As it turns out the domain of Tides does not grant you complete resistance to getting wet.