gone to hell

"Mhm..though, some of the Gods here...don't show respect to everyone, regardless." Sam mentioned, first of all as a bitter aside, but then he thought about it for a moment and looked at Arialla. Was she abandoned? If that was the case, she was about to have a rude awakening when she arrived at the shrine. "This...might seem like an odd question. But do you feel like you have any magical powers?" He was sure Amalia would help her regardless. A little sourly, he thought that Amalia would likely help anyone willing to bow down to her Gods, including himself. "It's...a work in progress. We only discovered we were related a month or so ago." Sam didn't know why he was telling her this, but the words fell out and it actually felt good to explain it to someone, the bizarre situation he'd found himself in with his family. Samuel He took a step but then felt tired He said, I'll rest a little while But when he tried to walk again He wasn't a child