[PQ] Something to believe Inn

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — Oliver and Kellan both made the signs Sam had asked for, as garish as they were: at least they would catch people's attention as they came up through Haulani. Sam nodded his approval to both of them with a thankful smile as he got on with his cleaning, finding that thankfully the space was finally beginning to look neater. When Zeph came up to bother him chat, Sam looked back with a bemused smile. "You could have made signs with everyone else." He pointed out, though he sounded more amused than mad. Eventually it seemed like everyone was done with their tasks and while Sam still had some more cleaning to do, it was looking like a shelter. Beds and food laid out for the families that would arrive, decorations up to make it feel more like home, signs ready to be put out into the town. There was only one thing left to do. "Well, I thought it might be nice if people had a spot to practice their spiritual beliefs. So--" Sam went behind one of the crates, where he had made a little alcove. "I thought...if any of you are tied to any particular God, you could do yours, but we need something for Safrin, Ludo, and Frey...I'll do the Voice somewhere else." Before he stepped away, he turned to Zeph with a kind smile, knowing he wouldn't want to take on that work. "I was hoping you could go get a bottle of something to celebrate the completion of this space, from the bar." -- Last task! Kellan & Oliver, help make some kind of shrine spot? Zeph, go get booze, ya lazy bum.{/b} — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.