(Starting a new operations log, after the last one was "accidentally" destroyed. Trying to seem respectable-like.)
We went to meet this C.M. at their case in the Clerk's Ward. We were a bit peery but she turned out to be a nervous, bookish human named Charlott. Seemed harmless enough. She promised us jink if we can find out, within a week, the dark of some conflict brewing between The Lost and the Signers. She suggested we talk to a basher named Hulester at the Ubiquitous Wayfarer in the Lower Ward.