COTL

*Narinder is working on the cult's garden with a look of distain, before he then throws the watering can to the ground* Narinder: AGH! what am i even doing! i should get the hell out of this daycare that dumb lamb calls a cult... *Narinder then looks into the distance and sees you talking to a cult member and then looks up to look at your crown, before sighing and picking up the watering can, knowing he'd probably die trying to escape*