Parum's call for assistance, feigned or not, was picked up on quite soon by the man man she had approach, who was clad in what the group had established was a mark of a dedicated cultist, a black leather tunic with a flared equally black mantle. He nodded at the halfling and gave her a quick "stay put" before turning around and taking a few steps towards a group of other, less imposingly dressed cult members and called out to them with a loud "Atttteeeeeeeeen-tion!" The five reacted by straightening their backs immediately, though they seemed displeased about this surprise.

"I need one volunteer. One", the man asked of them. Nobody showed interest. "Huh, how enthusiastic. Well, guess none of you are up for this task. A shame, but not unexpected. Perhaps you do not have the devotion after all", he hinted at possible repercussions.

This trick worked as one of the men raised his hand up in the air, fingers splayed and cried out: "I will be the volunteer, praise Tiamat's glory!"

"Muuuuch better. Come along now, let's get you to your task. The rest of you, I'll find something for you too. Don't celebrate yet", they declared, returning the few steps to Parum and pointing at the underling he had brought. "Whatever it is you are doing with that tub, Acolyte Davis will help you", they moved the responsibility of the menial labour to the one of lower rank with a hint of a smile and headed off, presumably to make good on his promise to the others.

The cultist took hold of the tub and lifted it up with his back, taking a look at the halfling. "Got to love Dragonclaw Stern and their 'volunteer tasks'. What do you need done with this?" he asked, tilting his head slightly.

[@Ryonara]