[LO] || Zahdiah

 Zahdiah's conception was the result of good music and fine wine. Her mother, a designer, had been given tickets to a clients show when she ran into a man with bronze skin and blindingly blonde hair. Even in the lowlights of the venue, her mother couldn't take her eyes off him. She awoke the next morning alone but satisfied. She hadn't thought of that man until she started showing. Her husband, boyfriend at the time, wasn't aware the child wasn't his, thinking he might've forgotten to use protection, but ecstatic nonetheless. Her mother confessed the child may not be his and she thanked every god she could think of that she wouldn't be going through motherhood alone. That was the closest thing she'd gotten to child support from her baby daddy and she was fine with that.

 Her parents doted on her from the moment they received their first ultrasound and when she was born she was their little angel. They showed her off to anyone who would listen and she loved it from a young age. When her talents started to manifest, they signed her up for as many pagents and contests they could make time for. Zahdiah cherishes her early childhood, all those hours rehearsing with her parents. She developed independence at an early age. Her parents respective careers kept them away from family but they always made time for her when she really needed it, and as she grew, the more help she needed.

 She was never a difficult child, but as her "disabilities" started rearing their heads, she started to cave in on herself. The bright and happy young girl started to become a shell of herself. That was when the Saytyr showed up. Maybe that was all it took for other demigods and their families, but for them, a half-goat man asking to take their daughter to a mystical, magic camp in the woods... warranted some hesitation.

 It didn't take a lot of convincing in the end, turned out those goat legs were real. How they came to that conclusion didn't matter, all that mattered was that Zahdiah was about to go on a yearly camping trip

Camp Half-Blood

 Camp life was a blast! She had siblings and friends and people who were like her! Sure, there were some growing pains, some literal pains, and a few near-death experiences, but she loved it! It made being away from home a lot more bearable. She was almost immediately aware she was an Apollo kid, there were too many checked boxes for it to be a coincidence. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, she wasn't claimed until around her year anniversary with the camp.

First Quest

 Zahdiah's first quest was an escort. Some poor soul had their key stollen by some nymphs for pissing on their favorite fern. It didn't take much to complete the quest, just a couple musical numbers, slight of hand, and a quick escape and they were on their way. When they found the poor demigod at the entrance to the camp they resembled Tom Hanks in Castaway. They didn't know how long they'd been trapped outside of the camp, but they were alive so it didn't really matter.

 They escorted their fellow demigod back within the comfort and safety of the camprgound. The nymphs had thrown some dirty looks their way, understandably so. Zahdi demanded suggested that he make some sort of peace offering to the Nymphs. She didn't realize that that little act would be the first spark of one of her most cherished relationships.

Adulthood/Little Olympia

 When the time came, Zahdiah left camp for the last time one summer and didn't return. She'd left enough of her contact information all over the Apollo cabin for her to feel like it was a final goodbye but it still stung. Despite how spoiled she was, she would miss the camp and the memories made there.

 With her summers free, she spent those months traveling, both alone and with family. She went to college, starting up a "live podcast" during her school week where she'd get together with a few upperclassmen and talk about the ciriculum, popculture, and their favorite . She used the relative success of her podcast to partner with her local radio station. eventually playing some of her own original music, and kickstarting a music career of her own.

 Eventually Zhadi heard of a settlement for demigods who'd somehow managed to survive on the outside, a cute little island off the coast of Georgia, disguised as a peach grove. She'd been spared, thankfully, from the horrors of the spike in monsters out for demigod blood but she wasn't so foolish enough to think she could protect herself alone forever. In the mortal world she was outnumbered and outmatched. So, she moved, packed up everything she owned and made her way to this new haven. It hurt to have to leave everything behind again, but she knew this was for the best. For herself and for her family. Besides! It wasn't like she couldn't visit, right?