For better for for worse, I’m very hot, my water is almost to the boiling point. I erupt from time to time, releasing all my pent-up pressure, but when I do, I’m quite the site to behold, a paragon of geothermal power!

What is a fruit that you can take away the first letter of and it becomes a crime, you can take away the first two letters and it becomes an animal, and when you take away the first and last letters it becomes a form of music?

I’m a goddess, grey eyed and wise, a war tactician who sees through owls eyes. My counterpart, is a messy man, and embodies the brutality of war, ignoring mortals fragile lifespans. Who am I?

Both my brother and I were born from gorgons blood, yet none of its red hue stained by white coat. I possess wings of a bird and hooves of a beast, a formidable partner to a hero who was cast down from my back due to his hubris.

I am kin to the sea god, a single-sighted terror, bested by a hero’s clever ruse. A burning spear’s swift sting brought down my mighty power, but for this act N O B O D Y endured the wrath of my father.