Post by hexer on Nov 19, 2006 3:38:28 GMT -5
Posted anonymously by request:
*Several sheets of parchment are tacked up to trees, walls, and inn notice boards around Redmist. They all bear the same message, handwritten with great care.*
"Bleak is the future, my friends! We can all see it! Our fate is sealed if we do not take control of the situation. Some try to silence us! We must not let our voice go unheard! We need aid! We need a leader! The city coffers are dry! Our people lock themselves in their homes out of fear and those that have no homes must wander the streets in fear, victims of thugs and killers! Many of our businesses are now closed, the owners having moved out of fear! We, the people of this city, are doomed if we do not do something! It cannot be said enough that our leaderless state will be the death of us and the end of Redmist. Without a magistrate, we do not stand a chance! Who will guide the city? Who will guard the city? Who will speak on our behalf? The Regent is incapable of aid, and, should aid be given in the form of a magistrate, how are we to trust it? The last magistrate let all of the Abyss into our midst! We must be permitted to speak and think for ourselves in this most dire time! We must choose who will lead us! One of our own! We of all people know what plagues us, not the Regent! We should be the ones to choose who to fill the vacant seat in to city hall! We should chose who will speak on our behalf to the Royal Court in Suzail!"
*Several sheets of parchment are tacked up to trees, walls, and inn notice boards around Redmist. They all bear the same message, handwritten with great care.*
"Bleak is the future, my friends! We can all see it! Our fate is sealed if we do not take control of the situation. Some try to silence us! We must not let our voice go unheard! We need aid! We need a leader! The city coffers are dry! Our people lock themselves in their homes out of fear and those that have no homes must wander the streets in fear, victims of thugs and killers! Many of our businesses are now closed, the owners having moved out of fear! We, the people of this city, are doomed if we do not do something! It cannot be said enough that our leaderless state will be the death of us and the end of Redmist. Without a magistrate, we do not stand a chance! Who will guide the city? Who will guard the city? Who will speak on our behalf? The Regent is incapable of aid, and, should aid be given in the form of a magistrate, how are we to trust it? The last magistrate let all of the Abyss into our midst! We must be permitted to speak and think for ourselves in this most dire time! We must choose who will lead us! One of our own! We of all people know what plagues us, not the Regent! We should be the ones to choose who to fill the vacant seat in to city hall! We should chose who will speak on our behalf to the Royal Court in Suzail!"