Village and assorted outlying hut dwellers,

Hello. It is my most pleasing duty to announce my candidacy for Hierophant of Hashan's Southern Annex, known colloquially as Eleusis. As I seem unable to contest the position directly due to some archaic local regulations, please consider this my formal appeal for your vote.

I should begin by thanking Venori for his brief time of service. I recall seeing his deaths often and thinking fondly each time, yes that is certainly Vaneri. He was possibly of help or hindrance to many causes. Who can truly say what lies in a man's soul, but let us hope he finds some peace as he whittles or engages in some other hobby he may or may not have had.

As to my credentials for the position, I think you will find me impeccable in my fastidious attention to Nature. I have eaten herbs before, and prefer to use vellum over paper. Think of how many trees I have saved. Some also call me Rabbit, and that sounds like something you would like. Notably, I am literate, which is more than can be said for most in the Annex, and I stand ready to ink polite letters to help you, the people, stride Ever Forward.

So when you go to the polls and stare at the lacklustre slate of candidates before you, remember that there is a woman ready to help bridge your muck-filled ditches and lead you into greatness. Cast your vote, sensibly and sensationally, for me. Remember the Four H's. Health. Happiness. Heart. Harenae.

I remain,
Art,

Harenae Uraian-gattar

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Lupar, in the year 873 AF.