<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bd/LoreleiNPC.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lorelei<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Apollo NPC<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside the Infirmary<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 21st, sometime after 8am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lux and Robin<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Confused, Curious<br/><br/>Chimeras and the subject about them were starting to give her the creeps. The woods had some monsters in them, but nothing like a chimera. A Minotaur here and there, some rogue harpies, but those "alpha" level monsters were mostly theory in their classes. How accurate were the lessons? Chiron had surely given the most accurate information on the creatures she hoped.<br/><br/>"Ummmm I don't have a host for the anti-venom. Since I haven't dealt with this before, I don't know what can be lethal. I don't know if we would get approval on testing it on a horse and to much can send it into cardiac arrest since its affects are meant to paralyze...but get this...he is fine...." Lorelei trailed off, trying not to sound insane. "I don't think that was his first bite wound, his body is full of scars and...when he was seizing out earlier, he just vomited it all out...and his wound seeped black blood. Once it was out...he stabilized." She shared, the sequence of events sounded more like a medical miracle than anything else.<br/><br/>"He is asleep,without  any help. Despite how beat up he is, you wouldn't be able to tell he was one step into the underworld this morning. He's stubborn as hell, I can tell you that much. I have some ambrosia for him when he wakes up, he looks a little thin, like he hasn't had a lot to eat for a few months. OHH! And I found this!"<br/>Lorelei recalled, dipping into the building, returning with a picture.<br/><br/>"Look familiar? It's Mr. Petters, I think he was the one who trained the satyrs a few years back but he vanished a couple years ago." Lorelei handed the picture over. He was the one the oldest guardians at camp (at the time) and taught the younger satyrs how to protect their charges. The picture was of him and Marcus, easily dating back 3-5 years. "He's the one who brought me in..." She deflated a bit, sadness settling in as she assumed the man had died since he had not arrived with Marcus.