In cramped, small text
In one dark, I, Garin Goldthread, Invite all the denizens of sanctuary to come and hear my words and ask of me what you will. Allow me to prove that i will not crumble under pressure like the currant council has and will force action to the lax. I am running for the council, and invite all other candidates and council members to come also. It will happen in the town hall, and be announced by a sending.
In Heavily flourished Text -Garin Goldthread