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Buldar's Speech for Grand King

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As the other candidates for Grand King finish their speeches in preparation for the final decision, a a new dwarf, and unknown dwarf, sets himself up on a decently sized rock.

This dwarf, clad in his own man made armor, sword in front of him dug into the stone he now sets himself upon, stares out into the crowds. He prepares himself to speak,

 

"Dwarves!"

"Dwarves!"

"Dwarves, hear me!"

 

"Many of you do not know me, which is something that I do not mind! My name is Buldar of the clan Starbreaker! A candidate for Grand King!"

 

A crowd of dwarves begin to gather around, listening to what this dwarf has to say. Others simply just walk by.

 

"I know all of you know why I set myself upon this rock and am screaming! I wish to make this quick and simple for all of you listening, even those who pretend not to!"

 

He draws his sword from the indent of the stone and raises it towards the mountain ceiling. 

 

"I wish to be the Grand King of Urguan! I have a simple dream for us as Dwarves, and that is to revitalize our ancestry!"

 

As he goes back to resume his previous stance, he exhales.

 

"What I mean is, is that we have forgotten our way! Times have changed for us, I know! Some think of it as a good thing, others do not, and I myself am on the side that does not agree! Why some of you ask? Well, here it is!"

 

As Buldar furrows his eyebrows, as if angry, he yells at the top of his lungs, listing his reasons.

 

"Why do we, as Dwarves, take to the seas!? Why I ask! We are dwarves, born from the anvil of Yemekar, just like the steal we create with our own anvils! And what happens if we put our works of art into the water?! THEY DROWN! We are not meant to ride the seas! We must stop this, for we may lose many dwarves if we keep fighting wars, or even just sailing them and happening upon the stone of the surface! Disgraceful!"

 

He takes a moment of pause to catch his breath.

 

"Why do we live upon the surface, living in a pseudo dwarven stronghold! WHY! We are dwarves, we should be under the earth, not living on top of it! This is a disgrace upon our ancestors!"

 

He continues to stare fervently at the crowd. He then begins to mutter gravely,

 

"As Grand King, I plan to return us to the stone. The TRUE stone, and what it brings, and not..."

He looks around, holding his right arm up to his side and begins pointing around,

"This...."

 

He stares at all of them for the last time, before taking his sword out from the stone.
"I know many of you already voted for who you wish to be Grand King, but think about it, how long until we live like the Elves, the Humans, the Orcs, and even the Kharajyr? We are losing our culture, what we are my sisters and brothers.... I hope it's not too late and we lose everything that sets us apart from smaller forms of humans."

He begins stepping down from the stone, dragging his sword on the stone floor as he takes his strides.

"May Yemekar bless all of you."

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