Erren rises atop the dais, he looks upon a city that has clearly played host to a battle of epic proportions. His scars from his participation clearly evident, even from the farthest of spectators
"Fellow residents, as we stand 'ere, we find ourselves in a dark moment, one where our Commandant committed acts of treason, 'n where we lost our own good mayor, Karl."
He would take a moment to look around the crowd, catching glimpses of Gold Corp and Nauzica, as well as members of the church.
"In times such as this, mankind looks to each other to 'elp us get back on our feet. In times like this, we need unity, one identity, under GOD, and our Empire. We must strive to forgive, and pledge our lives to a greater cause."
Erren would scan the crowd once more.
"Many of you might know me from my time serving in the Felsen Guard, running Crawley's General Goods, or 'elping you find a 'ome, wotever the case, upon my election, I give you four promises."
"Firstly, I will continue the late mayors work on bringing public 'ousing so those on the streets can live with the basic rights tha' we all take fer granted."
"Secondleh, I will strive to make meaningful changes in the council, to bettah the commonfolk 'aving an audience with it. It's yer city, so yeh deserve to 'ave yer voices 'eard."
"Thirdly, I will make sure tha' all soldiers 'ho serve the empire work together to protect our Capital, while maintaining the autonomy they all deserve."
"'n finally, I will create jobs fer anyone tha' wants one. I'll do this by increasin' incentives fer business owners to settle and 'ire locals. I'll also open a ware'ouse just outside the gates to be manned by felsenites. The ware'ouse will buy all yer livestock 'n wot ever yeh may want to part with. This allow's yeh to pursue wotever business, 'n 'elp your citeh 'n Empire!"
Erren would take a final bow at the conclusion, and step down, allowing another candidate to give their speech.