A speech, written by GaiusTöphim, that he is saving for just the right moment. He worked at it for hours, consulting extraplanar sources and astral libraries stocked with volumes from hundreds of thousands of planes of existence.
Purpose
To incite the emperor to violence, thus sparking a class war to DESTROY THE EMPIRE!
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Gaius Töphim's Speech
Your attention here is so ordered! Listen to the will of the tempestuous Umberlee!
Four thousand two hundred and seven years ago, Hando and Mandollo Cerullo brought forth in this trench, a new nation, conceived in obedience, and dedicated to the proposition that all merfolk are the subjects of Umberlee.
Now we are engaged in a great war against turpitude! Testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for the lies and misdirection told so that others may live gilded lives. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate -- we can not consecrate -- we can not hallow -- this ground. Only Umberlee, the tempest herself, could consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget the lies constantly told here. It is for us, the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who spoke here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great Umberlee -- that rather for these plain Aquans to take increased control of that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion -- that we here highly resolve that these deceivers shall not have plainly fooled us all -- that this nation, under Umberlee, shall have a new birth of strict pious devotion -- and that government of the people, by the people, and for the people, while not perfect, is far superior to a bloviated windbag in a toga. We need to rise up in solidarity, and overthrow the apostate. Umberlee demands it!
Amen.
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