Ræbert Therving walked up to the parchment, putting his name and shouting out.
"Good men and women of the proud nation of Hanseti-Ruska, and of this glorious city. Most of you know naught of me, and with good reason. However, seeing this city as the epicenter of culture and a model for others to follow, I nominate myself to the post of Maer of Markev. I promise, t'at upon my election, Markev will become Atlas' greates' center, where men and women can come and buy, drink an' feast within the great walls!"
Ræbert Therving finishes, stepping down, shaking some men's hands as he passes by.