Hearken, smallfolk of The Spire,
A stronghold is not made mighty by its stone alone, nor from the heights of its towers, but by the strength, order, and unity of those who dwell within. Though us in The Spire are uncounted- a place where none of its smallfolk can say with certainty who belongs and who is merely a vagabond.
To this, I say, is the first failing that must be rectified.
On the Matter of Citizenship and Census
No guard should protect that which is unknown to him, and no stronghold is capable of holding its own whilst its smallfolk continue to remain unreckoned.
Thus, with my chancellorship, I would forge a census. Every single man, woman and child shall state their claimed residence within the bounds of The Spire. Their names, ages and sexes shall also be recorded- 'tis a meagre exchange that shall arise the foundation of who is to be protected and seen as a neighbor.
Mark this well, smallfolk — with protection comes thy duty.
For a citizen is not merely just one who resides in The Spire but one who is surely bound. Thou shalt uphold the laws of the Spire, to hear its call, and you are expected to stand as a piece of its whole.
From this measure, the smallfolk are able to distinguish our own from the outsider. We can recognize the rogue and the wanderer- be they assassin or refugee from the Faded Steppes. Smallfolk, this is not cruelty but an action to ensure clarity. This is not an action solely based on exclusion but in holding the correct hand.
For we shan't be a stronghold that invites chaos to eat at our table.
On Unity Within
Look not first to lands of distance while discord walks amongst us.
The Spire and its Undercity are bound, whether the smallfolk like it or not. To neglect their ability to parley is to incite division; this division shall ensure The Spires' downfall.
I say we make efforts to mend what is seemingly frayed.
Place understanding where there may be suspicion. Smallfolk and Seneschalty- cooperate instead of scorn. If you continue to make efforts for a divided stronghold, then no wall or man shall stand firm against what lies beyond.
Friendship is not softness; it is might.
On Vampirism and The Dinah Act
To a matter most grave and may place thee therein.
The Dinah Act, as it is written, is a hollow decree. So hollow infact that it shall be known locally as The Diner Act, for it offers no true sanction to the pickings of the beasts. The act names feeding 'pon the living as just an assault — this is an assault of the soul as their kind should never have a right or reason to touch or breathe near us. With this pathetic act, there is to be practically no hand raised in defense of the innocent- nor any true burden for the fanged reprobates.
The act itself is so lacking that it borders on mockery.
Unregistered vampires shall never register themselves 'pon having knowledge that their name is to be publicly announced- you should paint the infected's door red as to beckon hunters inside. Perhaps we are the true Midnight Circus.
With my influence, I'll consistently suggest such beings, being the unregistered, be seized and detained till a cure is to be found. There is to be no advantage given to those sullied folk who would seek us as a neighbor.
Our guard force should never become placed in peril by this feeble act. The smallfolk do not deserve to dwell in fear when it is the hour of rest.
On the Governance of Magic
Magic is no small craft. It is a force that elevates a man above his neighbor. A force that may heal, trick, or decimate in equal measure.
To leave such a force unmarked is a tragic folly.
Therefore, I believe and shall put pressure on those who wield magic within the Spire. They should be known by the general populace with their names recorded. One place within The Spire may one be instructed in this craft, within a hall of learning. There and only there may their craft be practiced so that their actions are accounted for.
This is no tyranny – 'tis a prudence.
For how may a man simply step into his own street with safety if he knows not of what lingers in shadow? Knowledge is paramount for security.
On the Matter of Valkian Influence
To the north of us, the Valkian Realm wages its wars.
Smallfolk, such a force does not waltz outward with no purpose.
If the smallfolk bend their knee with haste, if they throw gifts and submission as though they were a dog, then The Spire is sending a message. The message being that we desire to be part of their design.
With this we ingratiate ourselves in their wars.
I shall never stand for that.
Relations are to be maintained, naturally, though we are to never sell dignity nor The Spire's sovereignty.
I am a son, a native of the Southern Reach- I am Dagdan. My life would be given if these lands of mine are to be reduced to a mere extension of a Valk.
Some of you may have no respect for culture and tradition, as you have none, though let that be your burden alone.
My Vision for the Southern Realm
Hear me plain:
I seek unity.
A Southern Realm wherein each major group stands sovereign within its border. Their land is to be governed by its own native laws.
Though a banner shall be raised, signifying a fellowship of powers — where trading, negotiation, and standing side-by-side when danger arises from any quarter comes into question.
No conquering, kneeling or cookies required.
Vote Dagda.