You cannot imprison me!" He bellowed. "I am Hyperion! I am-" The bark closed over his face. Grover took his pipes from his mouth. "You are a very nice maple tree.

Nothing like ADHD and a good fight to the death to make time fly

And of course I'm in the press all the time. So many books have been written about me; Into thin air, up in the air,Gone with the wind-

I'd come to respect the bag.

The Cyclopes growled, "I don't see very well since the last hero poked my eye out, but you're... NO... LADY... CYCLOPES!

Hestia shook her head. "I am here because when all else fails, when all the other mighty gods have gone off to war, I am all that's left. Home. Hearth. I am the last Olympian

Wouldn't that put a twist in your toga?