[ annabeth deeply appreciates being unaffected by it. she assumes the magic she's learned here in abraxas is on the fritz, but she doesn't rely on it anyway, so she hasn't tested much yet. she's never had to rely on magic, and even the ability to learn it now hadn't changed that. ]

My goddess mother. [ she affirms, frowning a little. ] It's mostly inherent on my part, I think, not learned.

[ some of the other boons from other gods take practice, she supposes, or feel more like magic. she keeps cutting through vines mindlessly, building up a nice little pile, especially as kyle helps. ]

Her name is Athena. She's primarily the goddess of wisdom and warfare. [ the latter most assuredly explaining her grumpiness upon the intrusion of the heralds and zorne. sucks when your mom's a war god!! ]