Following their defeat last night the group reassembled on the sandcraft to figure out a strategy to use against this Clay Golem. And, Gallows admitted something that Jet did not want to be let known exactly. "So, we got our butts handed to us. How did you two do?"
"We found out a lot." Emilia confirmed. "Clive isn't believing what I found out though."
"I find it trash. It is inconclusive and unreliable data. I'm sorry, but a living being made of clay and rock that does one's bidding is pure nonsensical fairy tales." He defended.
"Yeah, well that 'fairy tale' sure hits like he's real." Virginia commented.
"Wait...so, someone controls it?" Jet questioned. "How?"
"There is an artifact that does so." Emilia explained. "With the Staff of Lôn you can control such things. It is probably in the middle of the beast. Whoever placed it there is it's master."
"So...we're really actually looking for that guy?" Gallows concluded.
"How do we find him?" Virginia wondered.
It was quiet. "With this." Jet tossed the flyer for the cult onto the floor. Clive snatched it up.
"You saying his master is part of this movement?"
"Right. So I suggest we go undercover." Jet replied as he broke away from leaning against the wall.
In no time at all everything was decided and a story and reason were created to go to the Minington Movement. It's players however were hesitant, but still willing to act in the end due to some persuasion. Mainly Emilia did not want to do it, and they needed a woman, so Virginia was chosen. Clive was automatically not able to be chosen do to a union he already has. Virginia did NOT want Gallows there for this job because he would take it too seriously. So, it was up to her and Jet.
They waited patiently as a man dressed much like a Rabbi on Earth would came and sat down across the desk from them in his chair. They were in his furnished office. Apparently the religion was that popular.
"So, uh, can you help us...Robby Löw?" Jet questioned nervously. A twitch in his eye.
"Yes, I can. Even though you two are not of my flock I agree to marry you." The man replied kindly. Jet sort of grimaced inwardly and Virginia blushed.
"Thank you, sir." Virginia added with a bowing head.
"This is...a nice place you have." Jet said to get away from that topic. "How can you afford this?"
"We, um, get generous donations." Robby replied.
Jet nodded. "I'm sure you do." He replied. "Thank you again, we will come back tomorrow to discuss further matters." Jet said in the only unshaken sentence he had since coming here. Virginia and Jet got up and walked from the room. Jet with his right arm around her.
"What a strange couple." Robby noted. He pondered a second over Jet's words. "Golem, are they on to me?"
"So, honey?" Virginia said with a giggle as they left the tabernacle.
"He did it," She looked at him waiting his next words that he hated to have to say. "Dear."
She smiled more. "Heh, we should get covert jobs like this more often." She added bashfully.
Jet just looked at her, and then away and continued walking with a blush. "We'll see." He replied as they continued back for the ship