Apologises before hand. This is not the next chapter of the story..suffering from major writers block on how to continue. HOWEVER...I have NOT abandoned this story, and will try to get a bran new chapter up before March..hopefully.

However, in order to keep interest in this story alive, not to mention trying to seek inspiration by writing this down, I have decided to post 2 speech ideas for my OC and the coming revolution. In my mind...these speeches are awesome, and would be something that would make the nobles of Halkeginia very, very afraid.

Premise: The Revolutions big public debut

Rächer: Good evening, Tristania .

Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of everyday routine, the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition.

I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration, where upon important events of the past, usually associated with someone's death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, are celebrated with a nice holiday,

I thought we could mark this November the 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat.

There are, of course, those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, the Queen is shouting at her servants, and men with wands will soon be on their way.

Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn't there?

Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression.

And instead of having freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you have overseers and other systems of surveillance enforcing your conformity and ensuring your submission.

How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well, certainly, there are those who are more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable. But again, truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror.

I know why you allow it. I know you are afraid. Who wouldn't be?

Hunger, terror, disease.

They are a myriad of problems which conspire to corrupt you of your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear's gotten the best of you. And in your panic you turned to the so called nobles of this country.

They promise you order, they promised you peace, and all they demand in return is your silent, obedient consent.

Last night, I sought to end that silence. Last night, I destroyed the estate of Count Mott to remind the people of Tristain of what it is they've forgotten.

More than 2000 years ago, a great movement wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory.

Their hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words; they are perspectives.

So if you've seen nothing, if the crimes of these nobles remain unknown to you, then I would suggest that you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked.

But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside me, one year from tonight, outside the gates of the palace, and together we shall give them a fifth of November that shall never, ever be forgot.

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No concrete ideas on how he would do a city wide broadcast...but I think a speech like this would shake things up.

Here is my other more...militant speech lol.

Premise: The Revolution mobilizes.

Rächer: Behind you stands a symbol of oppression. The Royal Palace of Tristain. Where a thousand generations have been enslaved thanks to the efforts of this man. The void mage Brmoir, who has been held up to you as the shining example of perfection.!

You have been supplied with a false idol to stop you tearing down this CORRUPT Nation! Let me tell you the truth about the great Brmoir from the words of another historical figure, the first Gandalfr.

'Brmoir didn't help his people, he butchered mine. Then took the credit for saving human kind, so he could to my shame, build a lie, around his horrific deeds. I was forced to follow the madman who tried to murder my own family. But I can no longer live with my lie. It is time to trust the people of Halkeginia with the truth, and it is time for me to atone."

And do you accept this criminal's apology?

Crowd: NO!

Rächer: And do you accept the apologizes of all of these liars?! Of all the corrupt?!

We take Tristain from the corrupt! The rich! The oppressors of generations who have kept you down with myths of superiority. And we give it back to you, the people. Tristain is yours. None shall interfere, do as you please.

But start by storming the palace, and punishing the princess!

Step forward, those who would serve! For an army will be raised. The powerful will be ripped from their decadent nests, and cast out into the cold world that we know and endure. Courts will be convened. Spoils will be enjoyed! Blood will be shed! The police will survive, as they learn to serve true justice.

This great country... it will endure.

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This type of speech of course would be used once the movement has enough power.

Anyways...hopefully you enjoyed this brief chapter. And will try to get a new chapter up as soon as possible.