3. Announcement from Captain-General Del'Rosa

Announcement from Captain-General Del'Rosa


  • Mathias continues to speak in a calm tone frowning having seen the General faint and shakes his head

    I am sorry to see the General in such poor condition. I pray he will recover soon. Thank you for clarifying this Divine Right term, it does help to clear up things. I pray you understand well the concern regarding the ideal that Cyricists may be involved in this given the false execution of the previous Senate done by them more recently. My final question stems into what is to be done about this matter should you be placed to ensure that you yourself will not fall prey to them. Your not exactly a young man sir and with no birth heir….it is understandable the populace feels....threatened at the risk of them getting into any position of power.

    Dips his head with proper respect to the man


  • George sits calmly, listening to the shouting elf, and the accusations thrown - from conspiracies to tyranny and everything inbetween. Nevertheless, he only responds to the questions.

    "Firstly, to respond to the taxation and the guard questions: as I stated before, I would first heed the advice of those who would be chosen as the advisors of said fields of proficiency. However regarding taxation there's a certain idea I do have.

    Having worked at the docks for a long time, I have noticed how meager the income can be for some of the professions there. This causes young women to take 'night jobs' - among other horrid things poverty causes.

    To reduce the burden of poor people, a certain income amount per month should be determine. Should the person earn less than that per month, they should not have to pay taxes. It is absurd to take from those who can not pay to feed themselves.

    I am aware that some lands do not tax nobility. In Peltarch, however, the merchant and noble classes are so intermingled that both should have taxation."

    George then turns to give a patient look to Raryldor, responding to his heated shouting with a peaceful tone

    "Perhaps my wording was inappropriate - Divine Right is one of the names Siamorphe is called by, much like Torm's called the Loyal Fury.

    I do not claim to be above you in any way. I am but a simple fisherman right now, not a rich hero like you.

    As for a sword, no. Me and the other voluntary troops fighting in the docks during the N'jast war made due with whatever makeshift weapons we got our hands on."

    Del'Rosa takes this time to comment on something, rising up and looking quite agitated.

    "I did take him in, to protect him from cyricist assassins. How horrible of me. It was I that asked the Siamorphean priests to come here. To give the citizens of Peltarch the option to CHOOSE. It was I that ordered them to work in secrecy. You know why? Because of people like you and Mad Marty who would keep spewing shit from their mouths and cause general chaos during wartime when we are at our weak–"

    The heated talk of Del'Rosa is cut off, as he abruptly faints on the stand. A priestess rushes to his side, immediately teleporting off with him in her hands. Gasps are heard in the audience. The general opinion turns against Raryldor, as people see him responsible as causing the loss of conciousness of their weak but beloved General. George frowns.

    "Have you further questions, fellow citizens, or may we continue tomorrow?"


  • You mince words! Call it for what it is, malicious deception, sedition, corruption! Act behind closed doors, that the people may not see your plotting to take what is by right theirs! It is as Cyricists do, and Banites!


  • Mathias nods, perhaps trying to calm the agitated elf some while agreeing to what he says

    I admit I do not approve their practice, I would also call into question the fact that General Del'Rosa who up until recently was cloistered off from the public due to serious injuries is suddenly at their side and so willing to agree with them. As a man of Justice I find it a bit hard to swallow that goodly priests would conduct such affairs in a seedy way that would endanger their own agenda. This is not how most temples handle their affairs. Had they been open and honest from the beginning they would have my full support, but to do it like this does discredit their own motives. Though on the benefit of the doubt, I do still wish to hear the man and give him some credit for what he would do. Though I do wonder what the people think of this as well and wonder a bit further why the guards have had no issue with the so called priests doing this as well.


  • The old elf responds sharply.

    Priests! You mean those who interfered with the "census", applying divinations upon the people without their knowledge, for their own seditious purposes! The domain of perverts to do such things, not priests! They came under cloak and cover, not in the open, and conspired behind closed doors! Why? To grow rich and fat off of the people that they would deem to rule!


  • Mathias nods to something Raryldor responds with

    I must agree with the agitated elf sir, do not claim Divine Right unless your god or goddess will come here and proclaim you the rightful ruler of Peltarch. If that is the case I personally would love to see your god descend from the Heavens themselves and tell these people that you are her ruler, and not something said by priests in a time of war and confusion. If you want to earn the favor of the people, take the gods out of the matter and speak from the heart. It is the peoples favor you must curry, not that of the gods and the priests.


  • Raryldor responds.

    _"Divine Right", you claim. By whose gods? Cyric and Bane would claim to differ. I do not worship Siamorphe, or any of the gods of the nobles. Do you claim to be higher than me by your station, then? That your goddess proclaims you fit to rule over others places your theology among Fzoul and the Banists to the West!

    You claim you'll appoint trained individuals; you do this from your own vast knowedge and experience tilling fields? When you were discovered to be of lineage, Delrosa and his men spirited you away for safekeeping like you were a fragile flower. And you claim you can lead the city against the hostile forces that overtake it? Have you hefted a sword even once in your life?

    That they had to hide you away at all stinks of deception! You seek to replace the Senate and grow fat and wealthy in its stead? Nay, I say! The people deserve better than this, usurper!_


  • Mathias steps up calmly with a more understanding point of view of a monarchy as he speaks in a calm tone.

    Should you take over, what are your stances on the city taxes? What of the guards that have stood over the city and the multiple divisions. What changes would you make to better defend the Jewel and her noble people that just came out of a war? I think these answers may best assure the people of your ideals.


  • George listens to the questions calmly, not seeming that surprised by the more heated tone of some. He turns to respond to Raryldor.

    "For some reason or the other, the blessings of the Divine Right still course through my veins. I do not claim to know the will of gods, but I urge you to detect it for yourself if you can not trust my word.

    I know not her reasons for it - I only know I will put the wisdom granted to me to good use, but only if the people of Peltarch will want it.

    I would also take a moment to ponder my words when speaking of wars. It can be offensive to veterans when a stranger questions the sacrifices they've had to made."

    For a moment, George glances in the horizon, lost in some distant memory, then turns to look at the gnome, smiling at her

    "I do appreciate your positivity in the matter, miss. However whenever a new option presents itself, it is natural tendency of people to be skeptical about it. Such is the nature of men - even moreso those of older age. It takes patient mind to ponder through the varying tangets of the matter in question.

    As for your question, the first order of business will be helping us relieve our dependency on the southern trade. With the cold snap taking over much of the lands, we need to find a way to increase the productivity of our farmlands. The basic needs for a man are food, rest and happiness.

    I claim not to be an expert on the matters of agriculture, however there are many among the populace who are. Towards this end, I would form a council of advisors. Said council would advise me on the multitude of matters one would encounter as a ruler. I don't claim to be expert on every field.

    The exact number of councillors I have not decided, but it would encompass the necessary fields of expertise to rule a city - steward, marshal, chancellor, spymaster, agricultural advisor, as well as a spokesman for the common, merchant and noble classes respectively."

    One notable exception he seems to leave out of it is guilds, tough whether it's because he forgets it or not is up for interpretation. He then turns to Walter, nodding at him.

    "That's a valid question my friend. The main advantage of monarchy is the continuous rule of those who have been trained in the position.. not those who have most money for a senatorial campaign."

    The old man's expression becomes sadder now, as he considers Walter's question

    "I have discussed the question with my wife, my only family. There are personal sacrifices we both must make should the will of people fall on the option of monarchy, and she will support me in the decision that must be made.

    Rest assured, I will provide the city with a heir from the most politically favorable option to the city. Tentative inquiries have been.. have been made.. in the neighbouring countries."

    George wipes his eyes with the back of his hand, then sits down to listen to following questions.

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    • Just off the boat from Norwick, Elessar spots the crowd at the rant stand, walks over and leans against a merchant stall taking in the exchanges *

  • Walter, dressed in his Ceruleans armor for the first time in a long while is present among the crowd. He speaks evenly, without passion one way or the other.

    "I… I think the question would be, in uh... if you don't mind my being so blunt about your mortality -- er... George, is it? ... You're an old man. Who succeeds you when you're inevitably gone? I... I just don't see much of a future for the city. If anything this only invites further conflict".


  • An adorable gnome in pink and purple runs to the stand, ignoring all guards who undoubtedly would try to keep her back and hugs Del'Rosa. Assuming she didn't get shot on sight, she addresses the people

    Guys, seriously. Let's think this over. We already had Cyriscist douchebags running the show. They didn't need all this. Besides, why so much hating on kings? If Peltarch only had one, and that one gave up the throne, why do you think kings are so bad? We have so many examples in history of good kings who did nothing more than make their lands thrive, so many tales of princes and princesses that take our breath away. Why do we distrust things just because they're not what we're used to? If no gnome ever decided to take chances and invent things, we'd never have such wonders as the GPS, or the Blunderbuss or… or... Pie! I'm not saying this guy will be a good king, I don't even know him, but let's not hate on the concept just yet, 'kay? That said, I like it here, and I'm not about to hand over the city to just anyone. Soooooo... Georgie, tell me, if you get made king, what's the first order of business?


  • The elf replies.

    _"Applicable to that age and time!" Foolishness to say that! Always has the yoke of tyranny sought to undermine the rights of the people, 200 years ago and the same today! Who are you to claim a yoke over us? By blood? If that is so, I daresay mine is greater, for having bled for the city!

    By whose right does your blood mean more than that which was shed for this city, among those in my hearing? Your "supposed" forefather relinquished any trace of that claim!_


  • Aelthas stands quietly beside Lycka, he seems to have no questions as he's too busy trying to keep their youngest son Zoma close by while the child excitedly talks and tries to drag Aelthas off to see snowman that came to life last night.


  • George nods at Martouscha

    "I did consider that, and consider I did for a long time. However, what Tidus once decided was applicaple to that age and time. He had the guts to call for change, because he felt it was better at the time. I'd like to believe that it's what I, too, am doing."

    He then frowns slightly, and seems even a bit offended

    "Besides, I'd like to consider myself a son of Peltarch as well. At least I have though I was one for the past seventy years."


  • Lycka's voice is raised again at Marty's hollering, calm but clearly audible above the din:

    "The sons and daughters of the Jewel have rioted, being so dissatisfied with their Senate… you would think they would at least listen to a possible alternative."

    She then turns her light blue eyes to George, as though appraising him carefully and with genuine appreciation for his response, nodding lightly.


  • George replies to the questions addressed to him, but ignored the shouters that don't ask a question. He turns to Lycka.

    "A fair question, madam. At first, I did not want it. But after considering a while.. this city has given me most happiest times of my life. It is my home. Always has been, always will be.

    I'm old enough to have seen many senators come and go. The last senator I trusted to act on behalf of the people was Mariston. Mariston and Ronan. The rest have been failures one after the other. Some vanish into obscurity after the vote. Others attack people because they can. Some merely work for their own benefit.

    I want to be a king, because I want to make things better. Not just for merchants and nobles, but for normal people like me."

  • Legion

    @4409f02399=Wywernywin:

    I am sure you have many questions. Please. Feel free to ask. "

    *Marty calls out from the balcony in front of Star Gazers. Her voice seems very loud for someone of her size. "

    **Yeah I've got a question for you GEORGE!

    Why don't you show some RESPECT for your FATHER TIDUS and DO AS HE DID?! Let your Father's crown remain where it is - AND WHERE IT BELONGS - on the brow of the SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF THE JEWEL!**


  • A voice raises from the crowd

    Even if I voted for a king, I'd also want to vote WHO will be the king, not having it imposed. With all the Cyricists around, it could be another decoy as far as I know. Captain DelRosa could be another puppet too!

    And why would our - he switches to an ironic tone - most esteemed General announce his own vote like this? He speaks of guilds manipulating votes in the past, and he's the one manipulating this poll already, coming here in hand with ~his~ king.

    By the way, wasn't DelRosa just a captain, that conveniently took control of the army when the fair General Neverith was murdered by Cyricists, and conveniently took control of the city when some more Cyricists put up a show with puppet senators and demons being summoned inside our walls? No, that's not fishy at all!

    This is all bullshit!


  • A female voice is raised soon after, clear as a bell, the woman in question soon recognizable as Lycka:

    "The people's will shall decide our future. No one's fooled, shackled or yoked for there being a new option available. There WILL be a vote - that's the promise given and the promise that will be upheld.

    I for one would make my vote an informed one - and so I ask of George:

    Why do you want to be king?"