a REALLY good election speech

[Xarkly 17299]

 

 

"A SAFER, RICHER, AND STRONGER MARKEV!"

 

The shout echoed across Markev's Red Square like a thunderclap just moments after the bells of Saint Otto and Karl's Cathedral tolled noon. The voice immediately ensnared the curious eyes of citizens meandering through the streets, and curious murmurs rippled throughout the city's bustling thoroughfare as a crowd slowly gathered. It was on the stands overlooking the square that the speaker stood, whom was a pale-faced man with a fine blue-silk overcoat and pale blue eyes, and it was he who the people began to gather before with skeptically-arched brows and anticipating stares. Silence slowly befell the Red Square, but for an occasional wind whistling through the streets, until finally, the man spoke once more.

 

"A safer, richer and stronger Markev," he repeated in a lofty voice, ice-blue eyes scanning the growing crowd. "That is what I will give you. A Markev where no good man, woman nor child need fear spectral warriors to the south nor raiders to the north. A Markev where businesses are privileged to trade within our walls and honoured to service our people. A Markev that can not be toppled by neither sword, spell nor treachery -- a Markev that will be remembered a hundred generations from now as a pinnacle of Haensetian power. A safer, richer and stronger Markev. This is what I will give you."

 

The man paused, surprised that he already found himself out of breath. He briefly scanned the crowd, and soon regretted it; a lump formed in his throat as he met their silent faces. Sucking in a breath, he braced himself, and spoke once more. "We have no shortage of threats to our lives and families. To the south, an army of spectral warriors march, while we face raiders from the north. How can we expect mothers to sleep at night when they fear that their children won't live to see next the next harvest? How can soldiers sleep in their tents knowing that specters may raze their homes and raiders may ravish their wives? As Maer, with your blessing and support, I will cooperate with the steadfast patriots of our Royal Army to construct beacons, outposts and fortifications to the north, south, east and west of Markev to ensure that no army can pass unopposed, and no raiders can pass unnoticed. The land between these forts and Markev will see frequent patrols of good Haensetian men to ensure that this land will be safe for families to farm, work, build and rear their families. I will personally provide the materials and finance to see these forts cast shadows upon those who would do harm to our realm, and I trust in our soldiers to provide the patriotism and valour to man these forts. A safer Markev; this is what I will give you!"

 

"Our city already floods with enterprise, but there is yet higher we can climb; there are more entrepreneurs we can inspire to seek their fortune in Haense, more workers to be employed, and enhanced services to be provided for the betterment of our city. As owner of the White Cross Company and all its subsidiaries, I will personally pay for stalls for my sub-companies from cities such as Senntisten to set up here in Markev for free to provide more jobs, goods and services to our citizenry, while I will see other companies petitioned to establish branches here in Markev. With this economic growth and our population growing exponentially, it will one of my first priorities in office to see that available housing grows to match our growing populace. Cottages will dapple our scenic landscape, with room for farms to feed and rear a family, while only lying just a short walk from our city gates, while I will see good working Haensetian men employed to build these farms and cottages. My cooperation with the Salisbury bureaucracy will yield a fair tax system that will favour neither rich nor poor, but the common Haensetian, and this tax will go to finance our city and pay our soldiers. A safer Markev; this is what I will give you!"

 

"I pray you note that our strength as a people and city is drawn not only from our exalted army, but our culture and society. I am of the belief, like many of you, that this city bleeds from a lack of clear laws, and I promise that this, I will remedy! I promise to work with the newly-appointed State Minister to bring to you a fair code of civil law that will protect you at home, much like the shield of Haensetian patriotism protects you in the wastelands in the shadow the ice wall to the south! I hope to see a strong judiciary appointed with learned judges, tainted by neither coin nor power, but guided by the vision of a Markev where laws are as strong as steel. But it is not only our laws that require nourishment, but our culture. We, as a people, have seen many homes, from St. Karlsburg, to Alban, and now here, on a new uncharted continent, but we must not forget our culture and traditions that make us who we are -- that make us Haensetians. As Maer, I will bring to you frequent festivals and feasts in celebration of our people, our culture, and our traditions. It is through a nurtured society and culture that our spirit, our community, will become unbreakable. A stronger Markev; this is what I will give you!" 

 

His throat ached from shouting now, and his heart beat like a war-drum, but he found that almost exhilarating as he gripped the banister of the stand so hard that his knuckles turned white. "A safer, richer and stronger Markev! I am Ruslan Amador, and THIS IS WHAT I WILL GIVE YOU"

 

"VOTE RUSLAN AMADOR, FOR A SAFER, RICHER AND STRONGER MARKEV!"

[sandey0000 216]

Karl Amador would stand closeby Ruslan, he claps as hard as he can when Ruslan finsishes his speech "Ruslan for maer!!!"

[Pureimp10 5691]

Upon hearing of the Amador's promise to fund and provide resources for military forts, Geralt would make a mental note to personally campaign for this man.

[InfamousGerman 1553]

“amadors are jews and cannot be trusted” says matyas

[Andustar 4143]

Rickard Kovachev would recognise some unnatural force at work, yet he could not quite put his finger on it.

"First Uncle Jan, then that peasant man, now this Amador... Why are they all so similar?"

[Xarkly 17299]

39 minutes ago, GildedDuke said:

Rickard Kovachev would recognise some unnatural force at work, yet he could not quite put his finger on it.

"First Uncle Jan, then that peasant man, now this Amador... Why are they all so similar?"

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[bromadan 368]

His Holiness, Clement the Third, couldn't help but clap at the POWERFUL speech given by his older Brother.

[Cave_Creature 467]

Ainsley was only half-listening, but she claps uproariously regardless.

[gandalfo 1452]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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