Notices are draped all about the Sewers, Sewertown, the Canal Ward, and outside the Pumphouse in Lower.

Friends, mates, family, and folks. The reason you're getting this message, is on account of the wretched state we're living in. Yeah, that's right, it's everywhere now. The man who said he was going to make shite better for us, went and signed up to eat the shite right outta the arse of men like Bhast and Fawkes. Big Bill has betrayed Lower, and every damned one of us that lives down here. The Upper pigs and scabs, they went and snuck up on us. They went and stole all the power back down here, and they went and made Big Bill their puppet. He sits in his fortress all day, just waiting for orders from up top, to come down on us that lives down here. It ain't right! It ain't fair! It ain't what the people of Lower want!

Is it Bill's fault he got caught up in this mess? Course it ain't. Who's fault is it? The Spider King Fawkes, weavin' up his web of lies, catching all the folks he can in it. Catching your old mates like Big Bill, Chuckling Bill, and all the other poor sods convinced to join up in his pig brigade. What's worse? He's paying folks that ain't scabs, to BE scabs.

Just the other day the Vermin King Fawkes was declaring all the Tribe of Blade banished. He can't do that, folks! He's corrupt, and he's ruining this city for all of us. Rise up against the Watch. Let them know they ain't wanted or needed in Lower.

PRAISE BE TO UBEL!

PRAISE BE TO BRESLEY THE ASCENDED ONE!

DOWN WITH THE VERMIN KING FAWKES!

DOWN WITH BILL THE SNAKE!

-- Z

More flyers spread about the Sewers, the Canal Ward, and just outside the Pumphouse.

The Vermin King went and tried to attack and kill the boys of Sewertown. His little minions came in, and tried to set the last free place in Sanctuary ablaze. Be alert, people of Lower, lovers of freedom, and sewer-living folk. The Watch is scared, and gonna try something real crazy soon. All of this is the fault of the Vermin King, and his web of lies. The webs crumbling, and nearly broken, and soon we'll all be free again. The violence doesn't need to continue, but it was the legacy of Fawkes that made it happen. Praise be to Ubel, may his dreams come true, and may we all be free men!

-TOOTH

*Kyle Fox can be seen scrawling some notes under the posters*

That's right well done for slaughtering each other, well done for fighting amongst ourselves when we have real enemies at the gates, well done for making it easier for the drow to walk in and take us a slaves, well done for wasting each others time.

The more we fight amongst ourselves the quicker we go back to being in chains. Fredrick Breisley would be sick.

When invading armies come knocking, Sewertown don't cower and flee. You're welcome to disagree, but when you corner a rat, dammit, it fights back. We ain't no different, we does what we have to, to survive.

-TOOTH.

*a tiny scrawl is added*

We already knew you were rats.

To the rothe-shite cowards that post on my words and don't leave a name, grow some balls, and say it to my face. Then we'll settle the dispute proper.

-TOOTH.

A passing hobo mentions that Edward Verdilion wrote the previous comment, then wanders into an alley, urinates on a wall, and passes out