[PQ] Something to believe Inn

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — Having lost two of his team to booze-finding, Sam sighed. He'd really hoped he wouldn't be left to make the shrines for the Old Gods, but there was nothing else for it. Once his small area for the Voice was complete, a simple metal box containing a few items that reminded him of her (some electrified metal, a mirror, a vial of fluid) he came back to set out the basic frame of the shrines for Ludo and Frey, wondering how the two Gods would feel about an Ascended having to be left to make their worship spots. At least Oliver had Safrin sorted, the one Old God Sam actively didn't like. When the shrines were finally looking acceptable enough (Oliver saying he was going to get even more, which seemed...alarmingly devoted, but Sam tried to ignore it), he turned to Zeph and Kellan, taking whatever drink it was they had brought. "Well, I won't be joining in, but if any of you would like to drink, feel free: and thank you, sincerely, for helping me do this." -- PQ done! Thanks for joining :) Feel free to post your character having a drink~ The thread will be archived in 2 days. — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.