Lyconia. Bustling as usual. Trading hub of the continent and all her powers. The half elf Odlegly, already not a stranger to public oration as such, comes into the square, market, or whoever will take him to hear his words:
"People of the world! The kings and queens have proven once again they are not your friends! First it was the power grab of the four candidates without Icemark’s consent. Then, the queen of Faerin seized the village just bordering Wintercrest in the chaos of a Val’Darim attack! The rulers of these lands have shown that the only times they care for their people is in care of themselves!
"We are at war with a threat that could destroy our very existence, and yet here these people are, squabbling like songbirds over a berry, but their beaks are the armies and the berries are the villages and their people.
"A strong, central leadership is necessary for systems as large as these, but strength does not come from corruption. These leaders have proven they believe the two are one in the same, using these raids to their advantage to further divide the people amongst themselves. Need I remind you that it was the adventurers, travelers, and citizens of the world who have thus far put the greatest effort into pushing back the barbaric Val’Darim thus far?
“Put your faith in each other, and NOT in the hands of kings and queens. They’d sooner crush it if it served their needs.”
Satisfied, Odlegly looked to the crowd that inevitably formed, waiting if anyone was to say anything, heckle, or otherwise.