"This is one of the objects deep in the woods," the native Fatu Hivan told Jean.
"I don't like this," Jean told the soldier. "Be ready."| The guard took up a stance, ready to fire a shot at any attacker.

"Sir," the tropper started, "are you sure this is safe?"

"Absolutely," Jean replied as he approaced the idol. "There's nothing to be scared of."
"This is an olod monument," the islander added.
"I can tell." Jean looked at the talisman. "You know, if they respected this thing more, it wouldn't be overgrown with weeds."

"Why does it have this funny hat?" Jean asked.
"Supposedly they believe the Great One wears a hat of knowledge."
"A hat of knowledge?" Jean repeated. "What a load of bull."
"It's what they say, sir."

BLAM!
The Islander and the guard both instincitvley ducked.
"I don't see any incoming fire, sir!" the guard shouted.
"Of course not, you numbskull!" Jean returned. "It was me who fired the damned shot!"
And lo, it was.The idol was nearly in pieces. It's golden hat was blown to the ground.
"The Order of the Faith is the only true religion," Jean started. "Anything else is blasphemy and must be dealt with. Let's get a move on."