When he reinspected the Faulch Prayer Hall a few moments later, he found that the number of worshippers had indeed jumped from zero to 126. Most of Cutthroat Island's natives were apparently quite devout.
Some villagers had paid their respects to Kinah and Elsisn, but their worshipper numbers had not increased. It would likely take a bit more than a perfunctory bow to be acknowledged as a believer by the Stele. Their piety had to come from the heart.
'This is going to be harder than I thought.' Ikaris frowned.
He was basically a man of science, not a man of faith. While he had no trouble accepting that all these Saints were real, he was not the type to worship anyone, much less promote them. Converting and convincing the faithless was the job of a missionary or a priest.
'I need to recruit a priest for the Elsisn Temple anyway, so I might as well seek the solution from there.'
