Luxemburg walked up to stage, a mild saunter. It was a crisp day in Germany, as the season began its descent from autumn to winter. She gazed out into her vast audience before her in the auditorium. With her notes collected, she cast a smile into her crowd, and began. "Good evening, my comrades, it is truly pleasure to see you all before me. We gather proudly here at this conference today to hear of our revolutionary ideas, crafted by our best minds. Yet the German Empire, the 2nd Reich, does not wish for us to do so. It appears, at least as of the past, that Emperor Wilhelm wants to surely silence any voices that do not flatter his entirety, which he somehow demands from all. A tad immature, no?" The crowd roared with laughter, Luxemburg
