Mandalore1 100 Share Posted December 14, 2018 Paddy For The People Padrick stood giving a faint smile to his wife Millie and he called the crowded tavern to silence with a resounding shout as he stood atop a table. “Oi, ai be ‘bout to speak!” He glanced at the written speech he had in his hand before chuckling as he balled it up and threw it at his feet as his gaze went from person to person meeting each person’s gaze as he started to speak in a rising rumble. “Brothers un Sisters of t’is fair Belvitz lend mah ye ears………. Many of ye lot know me, but for t’ose of ye w’o don’t ai be Padrick O’Rourke. But many of ye folk call me by Paddy. Ai ain’t no’un special ai’m not t’e best fighter or t’e best statesman, but ai be a common folk like t’e rest of ye lot. Ai come today not to speak pretty words to ye or speak ‘bout t’ings ai nay understand. Ai be ‘ere to speak ‘bout us. Whun ai look out unto ye faces, ai do nay see strangers, Humans, or Elves ai see a family! A family, ah family t’at ai’ve worked and bled alongside. Ai’ve worked the tavern here for 3 years and in mah time in Belvitz ai have fought ‘longside our valiant defenders in the ADR time and time again as we faced t’ose t’at would seek to destroy our home. But as the days grow colder our enemy is no longer just foreign… but he is now domestic…..” Padrick paused at letting that thought sit in the minds of audience, before he began again his tone growing to a fiery rumble. “Aye we have not only be under t’reat of bandits and raiders but t’e corruption that seeps into our city, t’e mindless slaughter and brutalization of our people by the witches and heretics. All w’ile t’e elite w’o dare say this town is t’ere’s is sat on t’eir fat arses w’ile we suffer! Did t’e Marshal or other nobles lift a finger w’en at the trial a band of murdurish Imperial t’ugs drew arms against our beloved Duke Ratibor. Nay t’e did not do a damned t’ing it was us, we common folk who leapt to defend our Duke and our laws!” He paused taking a deep breath and a sip of his whiskey. Before casting his eyes around the bar, so it would seem like he was speaking to everyone. “Then w’en the same common criminal t’at ‘ad plagued our town took arms against t’e Duke, the nobles except Ser Pandir and Count Ostrobor didn’t lift ah feckun finger, it was us t’ree who c’ased down the murderous brute and ai w’o slit ‘is fat gullet! Ai am nay running for Maer to line me pockets or make the nobles any richer. Ai be runnin to protect our family, our city from threat! Ai am runnin to ensure t’at our way of life is not destroyed! T’ey may spin a fancy speech ‘bout how t’is is t’eir town.” He spat into the roaring fire behind him. The fire’s reflection visible in his dark green eyes as he turns back, and red face with emotion; his booted foot stomped on the table. “But t’is be our town! Ah town of the people under un God! Ah God t’at smiles down on his children w’o ‘old his laws dear. So mah brothers and sisters ai ask ye all to vote for mah. Vote for Paddy, vote to protect our town, and our families!” Padrick finished with a roar and raised his glass to the sky in salute as he glanced around the bar. “For Belvitz, for Family, and for God!” He threw back his drink with the rest of the tavern and tossed a large sack of mina on the bar to pay for the nights drinks as he stepped off the table, a grin across his face. Spoiler ((For those of you who do not like accents or can’t understand them Padrick stood giving a faint smile to his wife Millie and he called the crowded tavern to silence with a resounding shout as he stood atop a table. “Listen I’m about to speak!” He glanced at the written speech he had in his hand before chuckling as he balled it up and threw it at his feet as his gaze went from person to person meeting each person’s gaze as he started to speak in a rising rumble. “Brothers and Sisters of this fair Belvitz lend me your ears………. Many of you lot know me, but for those of you who don’t I am Padrick O’Rourke. But many of you folks call Paddy. I ain’t no one special I’m not the best fighter or the best statesman, but I be a common folk like the rest of you lot. I come today not to speak pretty words to you or speak about things I don’t understand. I be here to speak about us. When I look out unto your faces, I do not see strangers, Humans, or Elves I see a family! A family, ah family that i've worked and bled alongside. I’ve worked the tavern here for 3 years and in my time in Belvitz I have fought alongside our valiant defenders in the ADR time and time again as we faced those that would seek to destroy our home. But as the days grow colder our enemy is no longer just foreign… but he is now domestic…..” Padrick paused at letting that thought sit in the minds of audience, before he began again his tone growing to a fiery rumble. “Aye we have not only be under threat of bandits and raiders but the corruption that seeps into our city, the mindless slaughter and brutalization of our people by the witches and heretics. All while t’e elite w’o dare say this town is there's is sat on t’eir fat arses w’ile we suffer! Did the Marshal or other nobles lift a finger w’en at the trial a band of bloodthirsty Imperial thugs drew arms against our beloved Duke Ratibor. No they did not do a damned thing it was us, we common folk who leapt to defend our Duke and our laws!” He paused taking a deep breath and a sip of his whiskey. Before casting his eyes around the bar, so it would seem like he was speaking to everyone. “Then when the same common criminal that had plagued our town took arms against the Duke, the nobles except Ser Pandir and Count Ostrobor didn’t lift a feckun finger, it was us three who chased down the murderous brute and I who slit his fat throat! I’m not running for Maer to line my pockets or make the nobles any richer. I am running to protect our family, our city from threat! I am running to ensure that our way of life is not destroyed! They may spin a fancy speech about how this is their town.” He spat into the roaring fire behind him. The fire’s reflection visible in his dark green eyes as he turns back, and red face with emotion; his booted foot stomped on the table. “But this be our town! A town of the people under one God! A God that smiles down on his children who hold his laws dear. So y brothers and sisters I ask you all to vote for me. Vote for Paddy, vote to protect our town, and our families!” Padrick finished with a roar and raised his glass to the sky in salute as he glanced around the bar. “For Belvitz, for Family, and for God!” He threw back his drink with the rest of the tavern and tossed a large sack of mina on the bar to pay for the nights drinks as he stepped off the table, a grin across his face. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
AGP 3169 Share Posted December 14, 2018 Constantine endorses Paddy. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
NotEvilAtAll 10906 Share Posted December 14, 2018 Leonid Torovich listens to the man’s speech intently “Yu may join zhe Autarkic Worker’s Party if yu wish. We represent zhe common man instead of zhe foreign merchant oar zhe elites at home who do nothing but sit on zheir wealth” Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mandalore1 100 Author Share Posted December 14, 2018 11 minutes ago, AGiantPie said: Constantine endorses Paddy. Padrick shall remember this honor and find a way for a hospital/monastery to be built. 10 minutes ago, NotEvilAtAll said: Leonid Torovich listens to the man’s speech intently “Yu may join zhe Autarkic Worker’s Party if yu wish. We represent zhe common man instead of zhe foreign merchant oar zhe elites at home who do nothing but sit on zheir wealth” Padrick has read the platform of the Autarkic Worker’s Party and is curious about several ideas and will plan meeting with Leonid in the near future. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
GDPR 014 48 Share Posted December 14, 2018 "I wonder what's happening back home." Klaus ponders on the boat to The Emerald Isles, hoping Belvitz is well. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
blago 1602 Share Posted December 14, 2018 “I endorse you” says Cassius having not listened to the speech at all Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Knox213 10 Share Posted December 15, 2018 “Pads our lad, la la la oh Pads our lad.” chants a young Kasimir. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
osumanduas 1442 Share Posted April 11, 2019 Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly. If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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