*To the east of Varrock, along the kings road, sightings and rumors are abound. Groups of armed men, led by dark robed mages lurking in the woods. They were working magic to improve crop yields, in exchange for silence and to act as a warning system so they could vanish before authorities arrived proper.*
*Within the city proper, leaflets would begin to be distributed and printed with a single purpose to raise dissent against the crown.*
When in the course of historical events it comes time to review the justice of our leaders, we must ask ourselves. Does the power to rule come from the consent of the governed, or from a divine mandate that puts some of us above others? The answer is simple. It comes from the will and consent of the masses. Why do we tolerate the madness of power while outside forces dangers claw at our doorstep? Why do we cower from the workings of a man unfit to lead a circus, let alone an empire? I reject that notation and call for an end to this.
For sanity to prevail, madness must end. We are coming for the crown.
Dum spiro spero.
*The author of the leaflets, was signed only as the Fury, the Witch, and the Hellhound.*
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