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[color=bc8dbf][h2]Dionysus[/h2][/color][i][h3]Pelion's Pub, Edge of Shinto[/h3][/i]
[@Cu Chulainn] [@Froppy]
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[color=bc8dbf]"Oh?"[/color]

The entry of the Black Lion and its fellow karakuri drew the bartender's attention, rounding about from where he'd been speaking to Gin to face the new arrivals. His eyes looked the mechanical constructs up and down, eyeing them with a tint of curiosity and something else that almost resembled recognition. 

The appearance of the magus in control of the puppet was hardly a surprise, though.

[color=bc8dbf]"'The' Dionysus? Well, I'm not sure what weight that name carries for you, but yes, I am Dionysus of the Olympians. Although, for my time here, I'm little more than a simple bartender, serving drinks and watching the show."[/color]

Waving his hand dismissively and letting out a quiet laugh in response to the Master's exclamation, the manifested Divine Spirit walked over to the bar, entering in behind it and glancing around to ensure that he was familiar with the layout. Thankfully, it came just how he was used to; Chiron was nothing if not aware of their mutual preferences.

No sooner had he looked the layout over than from behind the bar, a glass of red wine was lifted up before being placed onto the counter. How it had been poured or how it was at the perfect serving temperature were questions better left unanswered.

[color=bc8dbf]"If you just ask for a drink, you'll only be given a glass of wine. Something of a house specialty."[/color] After all, while his drinks generally could boast the title of the best in the world, his wine could be said to be among the best, if not the best, wine in all of history. Just had to make sure he didn't accidentally pour the wine that would make normal humans explode if he was serving them. [color=bc8dbf]"If you'd like anything different, though, do let me know. I would recommend deciding quickly, though. There's been a...concerning amount of misfortune in the city tonight already, from what I can tell. The longer you wait, the more risky. This can be quite a dangerous place."[/color]

As if to further validate this statement, a glance off to the side would reveal Chiron forcing drinks down his Master's throat, while yelling at him to 'hurry before he got got' or somesuch thing. It was probably out of concern. Probably.

[color=bc8dbf]"Those creations of yours are interesting, though, I must say."[/color] He commented offhandedly a moment later, reexamining the karakuri with a curious eye. [color=bc8dbf]"A subset of automata, but reinforced through the local foundations. You've done well to elevate them to this level in spite of their inherent limitations. Still, the age and mystery of them leave a bit to be desired. Hm."[/color] He snapped his fingers, an idea seeming to come to him. [color=bc8dbf]"Have you considered conflating them with the nature of a 'vessel for the divine' to bolster that? It's like what those Western magi have started doing with angels, and the Japanese pantheon is certainly diverse enough for it to accommodate without harming the meaning. Those Indian automatons I saw in my travels did something similar."[/color]

What the hell kind of bartender offered magecraft advice?