Shortly after Waterhouse Accounting Firm's announcement regarding the upcoming election, a press release was issued from the Governor's office indicating that Matthew Algiers Simon would seek a third term as Rhydin's Governor. The release, available in print as well as a recorded VidNet speech by the Governor, was widely available and copies made publically accessible.

As with the prior two elections, part of the Governor's statement was dedicated to wishing the other candidates well in their campaigns and also encouraging all citizens to cast their votes, no matter their preferred candidate, either on election day or by early ballot.

Yejix steps up to the billboards all around town as one, with the aid of his clones. He decides that it's time for change.

They all post the same flyer.

My name is Yejix Zabiru. I am not of your world. I have seen some of the most foul things ever in this land and I feel it's time for change. I want to be somebody. I want to be respected. Therefore, I am announcing my running for Governor or any administrative post within this government that will allow me to help change this land for the better.

I do not know what my words will mean to you, but as a newcomer to this land, I am absolutely disgusted and horrified by the way the children, the homeless, the weak and weary, and the RhyDin Guard are treated.

It makes me sick to see people selflessly give their lifes to defend a city that gives them no praise or thanks for their shed blood and loyal steel.

It makes me sick that killers are let to run amok in this city to rape, pillage, and destroy lives and families.

It makes me sick to see elitist folk walk about this city as if they are beyond the law, or above basic mortal rights:

The right to freedom The right to a home The right to a job The right for family and the right to remain unoppressed by darkness.

I intend to fix this. I will wage a campaign that will be the voice of the Common Man, Woman, and Child. I give a damn.

I give a damn about -you-, Rhydin.

Give me a chance. ~ Yejix Zabiru

Satisfied, He and his clones disperse into the night, ready for political war.

The Angel quietly walked the streets, her curiosity piqued as she saw a crowd gathering some distance ahead. Unable to keep herself away she followed suit with the rest, pushing herself and her wings between people with quiet apologies to the many she had clumsily bumped into. It was soon after she saw exactly what it was that had captivated the attention of the crowd - a hologram. It was a hologram of a man, and a....a something. That, she wasn't sure of. Captivated, she listened as the man delivered a passionate speech.

"Come one come all and cast your vote for Governor! I have here with me the perfect Candidate Thwei Cetanu! He's got the muscle! He's got the experience in dealing with multiple faces and races! Do you really want a human to represent the vast population of Rhydin" Or would you rather have someone...err...something! That more fits the unique culture that is our home"

Thwei Cetanu has spent the past few years helping to protect our city here at the midnight hour! He's stalked the streets from the roof tops while you laid in your bed safe at night! He's protected you and your children from those wishing to gut you like a fish while you slept at night! In his time lending a hand to those protecting this very city, he's rescued countless people and creatures! He's not once killed an Innocent! How many in this city can hold that to their name" He'll listen to your thoughts on what should be done! He's friend to Human, Elf, Dwarf and Dragon! You want your voice heard" Then vote for a Yautja that has the protection of your children on his agenda! Vote for Thwei Cetanu!"

The Angel wrinkled her nose in annoyance as the hologram faded away, shaking her head in disapproval as quiet murmurings amidst the crowd sounded off around her. Some were excited about this hero running for governor. Some were apprehensive given the appearance of this....Thwei Cetanu. And she" She was not impressed.

"Friend to Human' It certainly didn't sound like it~" With a shake of her head, she began to drift from the crowd, still rambling to herself. "Or perhaps it was a poor speech writer. Mister Cetanu might be better off to speak from himself from now on. There is certainly nothing wrong with being a human..."

As The Angel walked, she continued speaking to herself, catching the odd glance or two her way as she adjusted her askew halo. "I hadn't realized it was election time! I wonder who else is running....Mister Simon' He seems suited enough for the job, I suppose~ That kidnapper of pumpkinheads, G'nort' I hope not!" She twisted her expression into annoyance at the memory, though it soon faded to nostalgia. Her pumpkinheads....she missed them terribly. It had been so long since she was separated from them. From everyone.

"Maybe Cor is running too..." Cor. Ooooh, that brought a blush to her cheeks. As crimson as the striking bird she saw running past. What a beautiful creature! So large, she could have likely ridden on it like it was a horse! "I'm really looking forward to seeing Cor again~" She giggled to herself and continued on.

"God was kind enough to send me here. And it is election time. Perhaps this is a sign~" The Angel gasped and clasped her hands together, before turning her brown eyes to the sky. "O God, am I to run for Governess?" As if the heavens themselves were answering her, a crash of thunder sounded overhead. This pleased her very much, as indicated by the big smile on her face. "Then I shall carry out your will!"

Opening up the satchel of holding at her side, she reached deep inside and pulled a megaphone out. Cranking it up, she spoke into it for the crowd to hear. "Never fear, denizens of Rhydin! I, Elly-er-Eleanor Legarde, shall run for Governess! I will endeavor to bring peace, love, tranquility, beauty, and God's Love into this city!"

The Angel was quite certain someone booed her, but she refused to falter.

Putting her megaphone back up, she peered around. Now she just had to find the appropriate place to inquire about running.

Just to be on the safe side:

The Remember Your Roots Campaign