NEW ROME AND THE HUNTERS OF DIANA

NOVA ROMA VENATRICESQUE DIANAE | ΝΕΑΣ ΡΩΜΗ KAI OI AΓPOTEPAI

The Daughters of Rome

Appendices

A Brief History on Mythomagic
for XII. Reyna interrupts Nico and Will's Twitch stream

DoR: An RPF Apropos
for XVI. The plot is now 50% cornstarch

Synopsis

You’re a loner. The camp never found you, but you survived, anyway. You beat the odds.
— Annabeth Chase, The Lost Hero

Noemi beat the odds. Which isn’t too impressive since all she does is run, hide, and try not to throw up and cry… but still. Working minimum wage in Jersey is no easy feat, especially when serving unsupervised little girls with lethal arms is just another Tuesday. Especially when—oddia!—rent is due soon.

Especially when she’s had no choice but to chase a bloodied secret for six years.

She wore her armor and purple cloak as easily as most people wear shorts and a T-shirt. She’d risen to the top. She couldn’t stay hidden.
— Piper McLean, The Blood of Olympus

Reyna feels naked without her armor—and she feels free without her legion. These last three months with her sisters the Hunters are exactly what she’d been needing for the past seventeen years of her life. Hablando claro, becoming immortal has made her feel more human than ever.

But she’s the daughter of a vicious goddess. Blood was made to chase her.


After Apollo's trials, the Greco-Roman demigods finally face an era of peace.

…Oh, come on. You don’t seriously believe that.