<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-09pbaRmUbCY/UBQB4NCZwUI/AAAAAAAAAYU/tSDQH2eq0r8/s1600/Treant-Protector.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Treant Reznor<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>The Earth!<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Grounds around the courts<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 24th, After breakfast<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Annoying demigods, taking Miriam as a prize!<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Sleepy<hr/><br/>A deep echoing sound rumbled, shaking the ground around them.<strong>"You children...so arrogant... your powers... do nothing..." </strong>The treant's voice boomed around them.<strong>"I was old when your gods were children themselves." </strong>A face began to twist from the tree itself, revealing a wise looking old man, like a grandpa made from bark and leaves.<br/><br/><strong>"I have... woken ... early...let me... be children..I will sleep now..."</strong><br/><br/>"Hey Mr. Tree! I'm sorry...can you let me go..." Jamal sucked it up and apologized. The old tree's eyes opened, or what could be assumed were eyes. "I'm not even good with plants...Miriam is!" The tree appeared to be considering the words of Jamal then nodded, his leaves rustling. Vines shot up and tool a hold of the young daughter of Demeter, pulling her in close, tying her up like Jamal was to the base of the tree.