Of course.
Of fucking course!
Welcome to The Unnamed God Sect.
Today we are studying the effect of "flags".
In this specific case, how I fucked up by bragging.
It was an emotional moment.
Gran was down, I may have said stuff to cheer her up.
Now at the horizon is showing up a literal army.
One that I may have to fight very soon.
Well, a very peculiar one.
There is something very wrong with the scene in front of me.
These are no soldiers; these are clearly beggars!
They all look especially destitute.
I'm not even sure what the fuck is happening right now.
To make matters worse they are heading straight at us.
Every time we try to move sideways, they change their course.
Are they going to try and rob us?
Is this what it is?
Will they beg us for food?
All of our provisions wouldn't suffice to feed this army.
