Ask Not What The Voice Can Do For You

Bastien That old celestial circus With teeth and fingernails I'll carve a place, you'll see. All being well, Bastien was about to have an adventure on his hands. Rexanna had agreed to setting off on their exploring soon, and he wanted nothing more than to run off into the wilds, find out all there was to discover and to get beyond this dreary village. But before he went, he had to go and see the one who had given him such wonderful abilities as his teeth and aura. The Voice, the only Goddess he'd known to be so understanding and easy to speak to. Mature. Not fickle, like that Safrin. He would likely not have much time to pray when he was out exploring with Rexanna, so he came to the Atheneum before the sun rose one morning, dipped his head before the Shrine. "Voce d'oro. I am here to see you before I go to explore far from this place with my love. I was hoping to ask..well. First, how you are finding your new freedom. But also if there is anything you wish me to do during my travels? I may not be able to find a Shrine for a while and I would not like to think I was failing as a disciple."