Oyvind Goldhand's Electoral Speech

[CaptainBrock 254]

 

 

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Oyvind Goldhand stands upon the platform assembled within the Red Urguan Hold. He waves as the crowd cheers his name, filled with workers, warriors, and holy men. He smiles as he looks to his campaign manager Torsdul Grandaxe. As the crowd silences he begins his speech.

 

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Over two years have passed since that unhappy day when the dwarven people, blinded by promises made by those at home and abroad, forgot the highest values of our past, of the Grand Kingdom, of its honor and its freedom, and thereby lost everything. Since those days of treason, Yemekar has withdrawn his blessing from our nation. Discord and hatred have moved in. Filled with the deepest distress, millions of the best Dwarven men and women from all walks of life see the unity of the Grand Kingdom disintegrating in a welter of egoistical political opinions, economic interests, and ideological conflicts.

 

As so often in our history, Urguan, since the day the revolution broke out, presents a picture of heartbreaking disunity. We did not receive the equality and fraternity which was promised us; instead we lost our freedom. The breakdown of the unity of mind and will of our Grand Kingdom at home was followed by the collapse of its political position abroad.

 

We have a burning conviction that the Dwarven people in 1612 went into the great battle without any thought of personal guilt and weighed down only by the burden of having to defend the Grand Kingdom from attack, to defend the freedom and material existence of the Dwarven People. In the appalling fate that has dogged us since the rebellion, we see only the consequence of our inward collapse. But the rest of the world is no less shaken by great crises. The historical balance of power, which at one time contributed not a little to the understanding of the necessity for solidarity among the nations, with all the economic advantages resulting therefrom, has been destroyed.

 

The delusion that some are the conquerors and others the conquered destroys the trust between nations and thereby also destroys the dwarven economy. But the misery of our people is terrible! The starving industrial proletariat have become unemployed in their millions, while the whole middle and artisan class have been made paupers. If the Urguanite farmer also is involved in this collapse we shall be faced with a catastrophe of vast proportions. For in that case, there will collapse not only a Grand Kingdom, but also a 1600-year-old inheritance of the highest works of Dwarven culture and civilization.

 

All around us are symptoms portending this breakdown. With an unparalleled effort of will and of brute force the Frostbeard method of madness is trying as a last resort to poison and undermine an inwardly shaken and uprooted nation. They seek to drive it towards an epoch which would correspond even less to the promises of the Frostbeard speakers of today than did the epoch now drawing to a close to the promises of the same emissaries.

 

Starting with the family, and including all notions of honor and loyalty, nation and Urguan, culture and economy, even the eternal foundations of our morals and the brathmordakin—nothing is spared by this negative, totally destructive clan. Years of Frostbeard rebellion have undermined Urguan. One year of unrule would destroy Urguan. The richest and most beautiful areas of world civilization would be transformed into chaos and a heap of ruins. Even the misery of the past decade and a half could not be compared with the affliction of a Axios in whose heart the blue flag of destruction had been planted. The thousands of injured, the countless dead which this rebellion has already cost Urguan may stand as a presage of the disaster.

In these hours of overwhelming concern for the existence and the future of the Dwarven Kingdom, the venerable Oren War leader, Bastion Ireheart, appealed to us men of the nationalist parties and associations to fight under him again as once we did at the front, but now loyally united for the salvation of the Urguan at home. The revered Grand King of Urguan having with such generosity joined hands with us in a common pledge, we nationalist leaders would vow before Yemekar, our conscience and our people that we shall doggedly and with determination fulfill the mission entrusted to us as the Senate.

 

It is an appalling inheritance which we are taking over.

 

The task before us is the most difficult which has faced dwarfkind in living memory. But we all have unbounded confidence, for we believe in our nation and in its eternal values. Miners, workers, and the warrior class must unite to contribute the bricks wherewith to rebuild the Dwarven Kingdom.

 

The Urguan Government will therefore regard it as its first and supreme task to restore to the Dwarves unity of mind and will. It will preserve and defend the foundations on which the strength of our Grand Kingdom rests. It will take under its firm protection the Brathmordakin as the basis of our morality, and the family as the nucleus of our Grand Kingdom and our state. Standing above estates and classes, it will bring back to our people the consciousness of its racial and political unity and the obligations arising therefrom. It wishes to base the education of Dwarven youth on respect for our great past and pride in our old traditions.

 

In place of our turbulent instincts, it will make national discipline govern our life. In the process it will take into account all the institutions which are the true safeguards of the strength and power of our Grand Kingdom.

 

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The Grand King will carry out the great task of reorganizing our national economy with two big plans:

 

Saving the Dwarven worker so that the nation’s food supply and thus the life of the nation shall be secured.

 

Saving the Dwarven worker and warrior by a massive and comprehensive attack on unemployment and a new and improved Legion.

 

 

The Grand King will carry out the following plan with iron resolution and dogged perseverance.

 

Within four years the Dwarven workers must be saved from pauperism.

 

Within four years unemployment must be completely overcome.

 

Parallel with this, there emerge the prerequisites for the recovery of the economy.

 

 

Now, Dwarves of Urguan, give us a few years and then judge us.

 

Let us begin, loyal to the command of the Grand King. May Almighty Yemekar favor our work, shape our will in the right way, bless our vision and bless us with the trust of our kind. We have no desire to fight for ourselves; only for Urguan.

 

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Oyvind Goldhand nods and raises his fist high into the air as he finishes the speech, the loud cheer of the crowd washing over the Red Urguan Hold, where Oyvind has his campaign headquarters. As Dwarven bards play a finishing tune he walks off of the stage, shaking the hand of every Dwarf in attendance.

[Luchian 214]

A Single tear runs down a chubby cheek, as Thorsdul breaks into applause. "Vereh guud! Oyvind fer king!" Raises both his fists into the air, holding them clenched "Nervak Oz Oyvind!"

[mateolog 1623]

Baldin cannot stop laughing as he hears the speech. 

"An honorless dwed talks ef honor, tha spawn ef Khorvad talks ef loyally. Whot a feking joke. A dwed that betrayed his kin, then his kingdom, then his kin again, will nevah be high king. Tha only thing ye deserve es yer head on a spike. "

[Dreek 1633]

Drynn Ireheart salutes, wiping a tear from his eye

[gandalfo 1452]

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