Friends! Downers! Countrymen!
What confronts us now is the preservation of fairmindness; of unpredictability; of eclecticness; over mere dogged mediocrity.
Again and again-so often that their words congeal as stale glue in their Puritanical mouths-these unimaginative hoodlums have tried to pull the harmless and jovial butler Galion from his rightful position. In doing so, they have become increasingly boorish and tedious.
We need to teach them that such tactics do not, cannot, win. Join with me to displace Dain Slugfoot, hereinafter known as "The Kinslayer", tyrant of the Iron Hills and unlawful usurper of Erebor!
Together we shall uphold the true line of Kings under the Mountain and rout the wine-detesting psalm-singing hypocrites again!
Vote Dain Slugfoot, the Kinslayer!
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Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter
-Il Lupo Fenriso
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