The sounds of bats flying overhead can be heard as pamphlets are dropped from the sky all around Upper, especially the Residential district. They read simply and hold no marking identifying the writer.

Democracy or TYRANNY? The great AZZAM invites DEATH to our door once more!

[The notes dropped around Old Sanctuary are picked up and shredded by a grumbling young man in watch chain]

More notes simply flutter down to the streets, dropped by bats above. Along with the first, another flyer makes it's appearance.

Where is our MAYOR? Who represents the voice of the PEOPLE? Who is this DICTATOR who calls himself Sheriff and drags our council around like puppets on strings?

The notes are, rather unsurprisingly, collected by watchmen on patrol.