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As they drove, Sr. Grant came to a realization. "Is it possible the Golum will be .....unhappy being left where it is for such a long time?" speaking to Madame as she concentrated on the dusty road as they made their way.

"It has been noted that a Golum removed from its Job before its done does seem to make them a bit unhappy but nothing more than the way a child might be unhappy at not finishing a dessert after a meal, before bedtime." as she concentrated on the road trying to be stern, but not be smarting and mean.

For a Golum the task it is sent to do is its only want, no other thing in the entire world or in existence will make it whole or complete till it finishes its set work.

"I just want to make sure we will be safe if and when we find the Golum, that it wont decide you and me are both in need to being buried so it can go back to whatever it is doing" Sr. Grant for a moment looked out the window away from her eyes knowing he would betray feelings for her in his features as he spoke.

"No worries, as far as I know no Golum has ever acted to destroy a Human without explicit instructions from its Creator."

"Also at this point this Golum couldnt never hope to met whomever made it as they would be well over a hundred years old now likely even nearly double that as it takes an Adept Magician to enchant a being into life such as a Golum" she nodded as they finally came to a stop at what must have been a structure of wood and stone as it had collapsed in on itself many years ago.

Parking the vehicle on the far side of the pile of debris, they walked up to the pile and carefully looked and pried a bit to see what was beneath. Sadly nothing of any importance in thier search for the Golum.

A small well was a couple yards in front of the pile of former house, so they went forward and searched it well but found it had water but only a few inches deep as they had a sounding string with a small weight on the end to test the depth.

And even from there it was noticeable that it wouldnt have fit Madame herself into the well to the bottom let alone a large many many thousand pound Golum into it.

So seeing as they struck out with the present location the second one had all thier hopes riding on it, "I think we should camp for the night and in the morning go out and search the final possible homestead." she spoke opening the end of the vehicle and setting up a make-shift bed for her and another behind her in the front of the vehicle for Sr. Grant.

"Sounds fine to me, going there in the dark will only lead to trouble and confusion and if we did find anything would make it hard to document things" nodding stepping out of his shoes as Madame did and into thier beds to rest.

"Goodnight!" they replied to each other and settled in for the night as best as thier excited minds would allow.