Civil unrest in Osrona

[DanteriusAvius]

As civil unrest takes hold and lines are drawn within the Shimmering City, the High Priestess takes to the town square. Perhaps either driven by the madness, or emboldened by the chaos, her words ring out, without hesitation, a clarion call through the infighting.

    "Our city, that which shimmers in the light of the Sun, and the brilliancy of Leonaus, has found itself torn asunder. A split in the Council that will not be solved with mere words. A matter that clings so desperately to our spirits, it tears at us to act in any capacity except by what our morals say. I will say, what many others may fear at this moment.

    Our Council, has failed. Fractured and split, as the two sides in this conflict appear to be intractable. Regardless of what happens as a result of this infighting, there will be a reckoning. And so, I propose a third path. One of drastic change.

    It is not well known, but my Grandmother is a descendant of the old Monarchy. A Petrakis in blood. And so I propose, we reignite our original purpose.

    To restore the Petrakis to the throne. An end to the Council, and a return to what Maltziel said was our gift. Our blessing. The City of Osrona was to be ruled by the Petrakis lineage.

    I asked once, why it was abandoned. After countless generations, we had cast aside our original sacrament, in favor of the Council. I was told, it was for the good of the city, to abandon the potential of a tyrannical ruler. Instead? We have a Council that has become more of an Oligarchy in recent years. With its members choosing their successors, and the Council putting more members on it themselves. While not corrupt, the precedent for allowing it to sink to corruption has been set in place.

    I have spent many years considering this course. I have spoken about it at length with a few confidants. I had remained silent, believing that perhaps I was mistaken. That I would be proven wrong. But with this explosion, I am now firm in my beliefs. The Angel Maltziel wished for the Petrakis to lead, and so, we must lead once more.

    Those of you who love our city, let us restore the Monarchy, the Petrakis to the throne.

    I, Arista ven Pelleaux, eldest of the Petrakis bloodline born of Odin's lineage, am exercising my claim to the throne, and declaring myself as the rightful Queen of Osrona. Upon my coronation, I will take up the name of Petrakis, and restore order to our city.

    So far as where I stand on this matter of Alexander and fleshcrafters? Fleshcrafting is an abomination. Many of his acts have been unforgivable. But there are larger threats than Alexander as well. If he wishes the aid of Osrona, he must also understand that his people have tried to destroy ours for generations. Should he wish our help? He must be willing to turn himself in, to stand trial. Only on such a concession, should help be considered. A trial judged by the Monarch, and one representative of each side of this conflict.

    Justice and Forgiveness run hand in hand. One cannot outrun their sins."

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