I beseech thee for aid comrades!
The tyrannical King Bróen I of Skotland is refusing his vassals to vote on elective succession! My kinsman Steward Ábiǫrn was executed by the king just several moons ago for his act of revolt. I fear I may be next to be unrightfully slain by this tyrant, and I beseech thee for aid. I hold several allies, yet I believe the tyrant king may silence us by completely destroying the holdings of myself and my allies. Bróen's reign of Irland and Skotland has been for too long, and his tyrannical disposition is making his vassals peeved.
I beseech thee for aid. I require several thousand men to hold back the advances of the Army of Skotland. My holdings in Fife are under siege as we speak, and I pray to Odin that Cornwall is not next. If I am to fail, my allies and myself will be offered to the gods in the next Blót. I know that I will escape the persecution, for I am Jarl Dimitri. No mere man can dispose of me. I may be able to slay several thousand of the king's hired mercenaries, but I am one man.
I can not stop the men in Irland while I fight in Skotland. If I could I would, but I need aid. Several thousand men to fight in Irland as I handle the troops in Skotland. Once disposed, I will head to the Isle of Man which is the capital, and I will imprison the unjust king. I propose that I become king, for I will be just and not arbitrary to my vassals. Land will be distributed fairly, and the commoners will be treated equally as the nobility. I will stop the English advancements on our holdings too.
To war my comrades! Do I have your hand in battle?!
(I might still be drunk from yesterday it seems )
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