[PQ] Dionysus Reborn

Vanya's attention had been easily caught when she read the name Safrin. The goddess had begun to play an important role in Ronin's life, had promised help in defeating the demon, and she was eager to understand more about this entity. The sea bird could not forget the way that amulet gifted to Ronin near whispered to her like the sighs of waves in the open ocean. And she certainly couldn't forget the look in the eye of her love.    Well. Vanya was no artist - the only beautiful things she made were constructed of shells and wood and whatever other odds and ends she could find. Though she did pride herself in impeccable handwriting that remained legible even on a rocking ship... She doubted that was the sort of beauty desired here, of course. Alcohol was not something she was currently friendly with in her condition, but that question... Why are we here?    Vanya wasn't surprised to see Ronin had answered the notice, and she looked only at him as she moved behind him and slipped her arms under his, her head peeking up and over his shoulder as she planted a kiss to his cheek. "I don't believe that's meant for you just yet," she said, glancing at the alcohol that Remi had brought. She moved around to stand at the guildmaster's side, one arm braced on her hip. "Hey Remi," she greeted warmly before she cast her gaze to the building about them, imagining it as the church spoken of on the flyer. Vanya had seen many churches in her travels, and she wondered just how one for Safrin would take shape. vanya I've got a love like religion.