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[Sadie, if anyone cared to notice, has been insanely busy lately and almost always on an IM or with a bowl of oil scrying. If asked, she said she’ll explain later.

Turns out she doesn’t have to. Late Wednesday an IM starts, broadcasted to the whole camp.

Camp, meet Sadie’s brother Carter Kane, Pharaoh and Eye of Horus. He doesn’t have all the regalia right now, just his crook and flail nearby.

To someone off screen:]

And Sadie said I just...talk?

[Amos’s voice:]

Yes.

[Carter’s face makes it very clear that he serious doubts his sister but whatever. He clears his throat before speaking again, this time much more officially.]

Hello, Camp Half-Blood. I am Carter Kane, Pharaoh of the House of Life and Eye of Horus. I’m pretty sure you all know my sister, Sadie. Let me just say--I’m sorry.

[From the Hecate cabin, you can hear Sadie go “CARTER”. Carter just presses on]

But that isn’t why I’ve sent you this, uh, Iris Message. I understand that the leaders of New Rome are in your camp and I need to speak with them about a small problem we’re having in Egypt with some of their...with some of their dead. If something’s happened and the praetors aren’t there, then I need to speak with whoever’s in charge of New Rome in their stead.

[[This is the start of a plot! Also please note that just because we're NPCing Carter for this, it doesn't mean he's no longer appable! He's basically like Rachel Dare--very much an appable character that we'd kill for but one that we need to NPC for this.]]

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[Well colour Margot interested.]

Yeah, they're around somewhere.

So, uh... What's going on with the dead people? ...Are they zombies?

[She might sound more excited about that than she should.]

[Carter is honestly surprised that someone other than the praetors are responding but what the heck.]

Uh, sort of. It's a mummy problem.

[If Margot can stick her nose into other people's business, then she's going to.]

...

Dude, seriously?! That is so cool!

...no, it's really not. They're a pain in the neck!

Then punch 'em in the face, that'll solve your problems.

...Unless they bite you and turn you into mummies too. Can they do that?

I don't want to find out, honestly.

One of our Praetors is here, the other one is dealing with something out of camp. The senate and our Augur are still in California. Unless you want to talk to Lupa.

*Rome has a lot of people in charge, just of different things. Oh and really who let Callie respond to this.*

What... specifically, are you looking for from the Legion?

The specifics I want to discuss with your praetor but long story short? Mummies. Roman mummies.

...Are you blaming us or asking for our help?

*Valid concern if you're Callie.*

Also, where are the mummies? Because if they're in Egypt this will get... complicated.

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[Seriously? He's just going to ignore that first question because really are you always this touchy?]

If it's complicated, we'll figure something out.

New Rome has- ...had, I guess, rules about the ancient lands.

I know the Senate would freak out at the very notion of going there, even with all that's going on with Gaea. Never been too clear on what's covered by that rule... but Praetor Reyna should know.

I'm sure if our hosts let us leave, she will offer what help we're able to.

[To Amos, off-screen] Didn't Sadie say something about them being able to leave for quests and stuff?

[Amos responds and Carter turns back to the girl]

Sadie said people can leave with permission. I'm pretty sure angry Roman mummy zombies is enough of a problem to get permission.

Sadie seems to think GreeksandRomans are a single group, and a single word. So she's not reliable a source.

You would think zombies would be enough reason for a quest, but it might not. They require a prophecy from an oracle. And if she doesn't provide one when needed, well, sucks to be you.

Romans have very specific rules about crossing the Atlantic. Which is the main stumbling point. Anyway, if your problem is zombies, you should also ask for the Greek Demigod Nico. He's more aware of how zombies work.

[Oh, no. You did not just imply his sister isn't reliable. Carter just gives Callie a Look]

Look, who the heck are you? I want to speak to your praetor, not a Greek demigod, not some random Roman demigod, a Roman praetor. I think I'd trust my sister and her advice on what to do, thanks.

Fine, a Greek Demigod of the Underworld won't have any useful input on a problem with the undead. Sorry, totally my bad.

Praetor Reyna should get to you when she's less busy. Without Praetor Jason she's got a lot more on her shoulders. We aren't without our own problems.

*War to save the world, Greek Goddess trying to kill us, our home being destroyed and where was all this fellowship then?*

... You're Sadie's big brother?

[Naomi... NAOMI. There are way more important things in Carter's message to ask then that.]

Uh. Yes?

[Not what he expected to be asked, won't lie.]

She just looks exactly like Mom.

[You'll soon learn Naomi is often unpredictable.]

So does that mean you look like your Daddy?

[Color Nico intrigued, and also because it's Sadie's brother.]

Reyna is currently the only praetor here. Jason is out helping some members of the Legion. She should respond shortly, however I would suggest informing Chiron and Mr. D as well.

[He frowns now.]

Is this information sensitive or would you just prefer telling Praetor Reyna first?

Right now? I just want to talk to Reyna.

[He nods, understanding. Nico isn't about to make it his business until they decide to make it public. Now, though, he gives Carter a slightly curious and slightly amused look.]

I think Sadie's going to try coaching my sister on how to annoy her brothers the Sadie Kane way. Any tips on how to prevent that? Or at least to do damage control?

She--

[Carter groans, running a face over his hand]

Sorry, man. You're on your own.

[Sure enough, Reyna's getting to this as soon as she sees it. She, honestly, looks tired, but as professional as ever. Automaton dogs at her side, she presses her lips in a firm line.]

Reyna here, Praetor of the 12th Legion and Senator of New Rome... I was told the very brief basics of these Roman Mummies, am I to understand that they're causing more problems as of late?

[Thank the gods]

Exactly. We think the chaos from your earth god waking up and Ragnarok is waking up people who have been dead for centuries. We're hoping that's the case, anyway, since the other option is a lot worse.

[Just saying]

We know how to fix it, we think, but since these aren't our dead we may need back up. Could you send a few godlings out, if we end up needing them?

[Well, them waking up wouldn't be a good thing... And Romans have a tradition of not listening to anyone except their own authority. Tradition dictates seeing the Augur for their quests- but Octavian isn't around (thank the gods for that) and this is urgent...

Seeing as neither of her dogs stirred at what he had to say.]

Dare I ask what the other possibility is? Irregardless, we will bring this to the attention of the Camp directors and I will impress the necessity to send a few Romans out there to help, should you require the back up. I do not have a full cohort to send you, unfortunately, but we will see what can be done.

We don't need a full cohort, just a few people to help clear the way for Anubis and maybe one of your god of the dead's kids. We can't portal to it, and Walt doesn't want to extend himself too much.

[Sigh magic]

Uh, think zombie invasion. That's the closest thing I can think of for it.

Our Legion is used to acting as a full cohort... [They're not as well versed in the Greek way of things, but...]

I'll request, then, that a child of Pluto be sent along with the Romans that do go....

Anything to prevent a... um... Zombie invasion.

Thanks. I'll send another one of these things if I think of anything--oh. Someone mentioned it was "complicated", getting you guys over here?

I'll keep an eye out for it. It's complicated in the sense that we'll need to speak with Chiron and Bac-- Dionysus... about getting a quest. I hope you don't mind a faun tagging along with them? I have the feeling that will be a requirement.

[He shrugs]

It'll be dangerous--we're pretty sure there's some curses in the area and probably some demons, too. If they want to send a faun into that sort of thing, then sure.

[ By now, someone else has probably told Carter about Jason. And true, Gale isn't technically a leader in any sense - not even a centurion, though with only Hazel here out of the rest of his cohort, he's sort of acting as head of the Fifth. Not that he's here for that; he's actually just intrigued. ]

With the dead? Did some ghosts get out of the Underworld?

[ Maybe Hazel could do something about this, daughter of Pluto and all. Though he does wonder how they would escape in the first place. ]

Nope. Mummies.

[ ...What? ]

Last I checked, Romans didn't mummify their dead.

[ Not that he doesn't believe you, Carter! He's just... surprised, and confused. And, okay, maybe there's a smidgen of disbelief. But only a little. ]

They don't. That's the problem. It's a long story, Sadie's probably the best one to ask about that.

What's this I'm hearing about the dead?

Roman mummies. Long story.

From the days of Roman Egypt, I assume? I'll go tell Chiron about it, then. Will need more information if you're going to need some kids from the camp, though.

Uh--yeah, actually, that's it exactly. How'd you know? And who are you?

Annabeth Chase, Athena cabin counselor. [ She likes to make a point of knowing all the goings on in camp, obviously. ]

Oh, Sadie mentioned you--I think, anyway. I'm never letting her write reports again. But I think she said you're the go-to for information?

[ She grins. ] That's at least accurate. Can I help you with anything?

Nothing right now, but if something comes up I'll get a hold of you or Percy. He's still around, right?

Oh, yes. We like to keep him around here when we can.

What seems to be the problem? Are the mummies cursed somehow? Were they cursed recently or is this an older spell? Are they pulling a horror movie move on you? [ A small gasp. ] They aren't leaving their resting places are they?

It's...complicated. Apparently, it's not a good idea to do a half-baked mummification on people who aren't supposed to go to that afterlife to begin with.

[A face to the name he's heard so much about. Problems with the Roman dead isn't something he can really help with, but he didn't want to waste the opportunity to at least speak to Sadie's brother]

Pharaoh Carter. I wanted to thank you for the shabti you sent to our aid at the end of January. I helped Sadie position them around camp, and they were invaluable in the battle that followed.

I am of the Greek camp and hold no authority, but I hope you are able to get in contact with those who can help with your problem.

Oh, Sadie mentioned you.

[He nods at Hephaistion's words]

I couldn't let werewolves be the end of my sister and her friends, could I?

[Okay, Feuily's concerned, and his face is reflecting that right now. Carter WOULD get a smile, usually, at least a nod in greeting, but, not now.]

I know that you need them right now, but please. Whatever I can do as well, you have me.

[Carter Kane. So this is-]

You're Sadie's brother.

[Spoken like a true genius. He looks nothing like Scott expected him to.]

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