“Hercules- As in son of Zeus?” That was probably not the brightest question, How many people are named Hercules… “It’s quite an honor, Hercules”
“Yes, that is me.” Hercules nodded and laughed. “You’re welcome?” He wasn’t too sure of what to say when people compliment him.
She giggled. “I’m a Nymph, Daughter of Poseidon.” She said. Usually she didn’t start conversations out by saying she was a Nymph, but it felt obligatory in this situation. “I live in a place called Narnia, I’m sure you’ve heard of it.”
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“Hello! I am Amia of River Shribble!” She grinned. “and you would be?”
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“Hello, You are Hermes correct?” She asked plainly, skipping introductions.
“Depends on who’s asking.” Hermes grinned. “What’s your name? The only thing I can tell is that you’re a nymph.”
“I am Amia of River Shribble.” Amia said proudly “Daughter of Poseidon.” She raised an eyebrow at him, hoping that would clear up her unknown identity.
She smiled, accepting the compliment. “I’m doing well.” She said nodding. “And what about yourself?”
”I’m great thank you for asking. I’m sorry if this sounds very weird, but you aren’t human are you?”
Amia looked at Grace skeptically. She usually wasn’t asked outright if she was human or not. “Not entirely…. I am a Nymph.” She said proudly. “…or a Naiades.. or a Eleionomae.” She shrugged. “Whichever rolls of the tongue the easiest.” She nodded.
Grace looked at Amia in shock. ”What is a Nymph?” She quirked an eyebrow.
“A Nymph is a nature deity who is bound to one place to protect it. I am a Naiades or Eleionomae so I get bound to water.. A Naiades can control water” She explained. “Currently I am bound to River Shribble in a place called Narnia.” Amia rolled her eyes “Yes, like in the books. Only Narnia is very real.” She shrugged