the birth of a nation

looking into your eyes for god only knows how long the man finaly relaxes and sits down. looking at him now you are astonished to see how tierd and old he realy is. he sighs and looks at you " well why not... you might be the first freindly face we will see for a long time... sure ok." he gives a bitter laugh as he finishes. you look at him with some concern and ask " ok why are you running, tell me your story." he sighs again and tells his tale of woe. you gather that the people here are a mixture of gypsies, jews, heretics and others being hunted down and killed by the other nations. as he tells his story you feel a power well up inside you.... the power that you have only felt once in your life and it changed everything for you. as he finishes you stand sharply surprising him and youself as you did not remember siting down and give out your idea. the others scoff and look at you like you are a idiot but as you keep talking they begin to come around, soon many of them are nodding and contributing their own ideas and critiques. the idea of a new nation and land of safty a haven from the people who would kill them on sight brings all to your side and you name the new nation "haven". a strong wind apears out of no where and you catch two objects. looking at them you see that one is a flage with a shield in the middle and a star and skull in on the top with the words "defend our land to that last man and round!" the second thing is a bag of cloths... unfurling them you see...