A beetle-browed socialist has just begun sharing confidences with you when the door crashes open. "Constables!" the cry goes up. You scatter with the rest.
The Earnest Agitator has eschewed violence, which makes her safer to meet, if less well-respected by her peers. You meet her in the shadows of a fallen wall over towards Wormwound Heath. You warm your hands at a brazier while she tells you the worst.
