Grover

Hey. The name’s Grover. No, not the little blue monster from Sesame Street. The satyr. Yes, the one who's Percy Jackson's sidekick. But you know, just once I'd like to be known for a little more than that. I mean, sure, it was his quest and all, but I was right there with him the entire time. But no. I’m just “the sidekick”. It’s alright though. I mean, as much as it would be nice to be known for more than that, I really do like helping people. We satyrs are kind of wired that way. We’re not really the hero types, though we’re never far behind the hero when it comes to important quests. So, yeah. I guess if it helps you remember, you can just call me Percy’s sidekick. Though he at least has the decency to call me a friend.

Now, before I tell you this next part. You have to understand that I call him a friend too. I really do. He saved my life a number of times on our epic adventure and I thank him for that. But sometimes I feel like his version of things makes me out to be a bit of a dope. Like, yes technically Percy had to save me from the minotaur. Sure, I got trapped by Crusty and Percy saved me again. And yeah, I was the last one to realize that the casino was a time trap. And my shoes going out of control in Hades. And….the tragedy with Thalia before all of this stuff with Percy. So maybe I am just a failure. Especially that Thalia thing.

But as far as my quest with Percy, I really was brave too, you know! I mean, I helped protect him from the furies on that bus. And I help kill Medusa. And I saved Percy and Annabeth from plummeting in the water park. And I freed those animals! So while I might not be much of a hero, I really try to do what I can. I think that’s what makes Percy such a good friend. He sees me as a hero even if I don’t always. That’s pretty cool. BAAAAA!

Sorry. Excuse the baaing. Sometimes even I forget that I’m half goat. Then I go to do a simple thing like shout for joy and I’m suddenly bleating like an idiot in the middle of Wal-Mart. Anyway, I’m off now to find Pan. I finally got my searcher's’ license, so I guess Percy isn’t the only one who thinks that I was kind of heroic on our grand adventure. I’m scared for this new adventure. No one has ever survived before. Like poor Uncle Ferdinand. But I guess I’m as ready as I’ll ever be, and this is my life purpose, so on that note, I guess I’ll have to fill you in later on how it all works out. Peace out goat-herders.

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