It is a few hours before curfew and several runners for the paper are seen dashing around town. In all places where there are posters for chancellor candidates, they tack an additional piece of paper and pass out an additional pamphlet to anyone who will take one.
Last Minute Chancellor Candidate!
Occupation: Chieftain of the Storm Crows
One of the runners takes a moment to fan himself with the stack of pamphlets before moving on to distribute as many as he can before it is too late in the night.
One of the runners realizes that the umlaut is missing from the posters and begins to dash frantically around to hand draw the pair of dots on each one.