Stratos steps over to the desk and finds a paper tucked under the leather-bound book on top. It's slim and a little bit tattered already, but the print is crisp and fresh as he hands it to Rosco. The headline today is Pictsies Stole My Husband! (although there are a number of neat hand-inked annotations expressing doubts on this subject).

"This news pamphlet typically carries advertisements," he suggests. "Otherwise I fear most posts here are filled through word of mouth, or littering the area with posters. It would be wise to learn which candidates the locals trust and respect most, especially until you've had time to build that for yourself."

Felix... appears to be taking notes on a scrap of parchment, with a slim stick of charcoal. "Oh, impartial will be... quite achievable, I'm sure. We'll rotate them, as you say. Just let me know when you need them."