30th Galena of year 16 from the rise of King Minkot Rithedan the Cruel.
Summer was turning to fall, and so was falling the mood of the much esteemed Mayor Christian. The construction of his well-earned mansion was holding up. This meant he still had to endure this loathsome quarter not fit for a peasant. But Chris was a patient dwarf. He could deal with this setback in an adult manner. Running around circles naked in the middle of his chamber. After letting off some steam, he decided it was time to address the masses. He dressed himself with a stylish striped shirt and under it a manbra to (unsuccessfully) hide his moobs. Yep, the Mayor was ready to go.
Chris walked down the busy streets, making his way to the meeting area and up on the podium he had had installed for these inspiring speeches.
"I am here today to make an announcement that I feel is of most importance." He begun. "I have had so much disrespect, and whatnot, from every single bully and troll on, yeah, the fortress. Bu—I tell you s—I tell you something. In c- and this is including my original creation of the engraved saga of Sonichu and Rosechu and no impostor can ever take their original creation the very moment from within the- "
He paused for a while, gathering his thoughts. "When you diss me... or you diss... Sonichu... when you diss... Rosechu... and when you diss... every single citizen of the city of CWCfortress... as—uh—every single individual even including CWCfortress—you are dissing CWCfortress.
And when you diss CWCfortress you disf- you diss every "C-fortress" within The Metal of Buds.
I patriotic, why you think I started with a red, shirt, and to continue further, when you diss the "C-fortresses," not only do you d—not only do you diss every single one, but you diss the most important one that I have grown fond of and I live just a few metres away from it, Twinklepaddles. And I will not stand idly by and let the strong, supportive, honest citizens within the city of Twinklepaddles be dissed... by... the damn trolls in the relation of you diss Sonichu and Rosechu, VERY they were original pure ideas but then you have to go suck the fun out of it, tell me it was all wrong. YOU DO NOT DISS ANYBODY.
And when you diss Sonichu, Rosechu, ME, you diss Twinklepaddles. Cause CWCfortress, and Twinklepaddles, both in the The Metal of Buds, are... top two C-villes within the The Metal of Buds.
I am an honest citizen, I am sick of being portrayed wrongly and I will not stand idly by wi—by l—by lettin' me, the one citizen, be portrayed wrongly amongst all the other citizens who in relation can be p'trayed, uh—about just as bad.
I'll be damned if I let anybody else go down... out of the wrong reasons... by any fortress—by any person of the fortress... I am a patriotic dwarf! I am proud to be a Citizen of Twinklepaddles and I am proud not-"
But before he had time to finish, a militia came running down the stairs, jumping on the podium and almost tipping him over. HIM.
"ALARM" The militia bellowed "Goblins! We are under siege!"
He started to pick dwarves from the mass that had gathered around the podium. Shouting orders that were, to the Mayor's great displeasure, readily followed. As the militia left, the crowd started to disperse and Chris pulled one of the dwarves aside. "Who was that dwarf, peasant?" He asked, hopelessly trying to put authority in his high-pitched voice. "Sir Mayor" the peasant replied. "That was ISGC Pagefingers the fondled hero of sockets. He is a great champion. Slew a hydra five years ago!" Chris pondered this for a while. "Off with you, then." He finally said. The peasant scurried off and Chris could hear him spit on the floor after disappearing down the stairwell. "Nothing but slander and lies" Chris muttered while clenching his fists. "And that ISGC guy. Just an another crook like the rest of them. What right does he have to interrupt MY speech like that?"