"There are some things we were not meant to know, they say. But you wouldn't be down here if you took that seriously."
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"She has an agenda for London, and all the lands around London, for that matter: clean living, virtue, and tea."[2]
The Campaigner is a member of Sophia's club. Though she isn't a Monster-Hunter herself, she attends for the tea and conversation.[3] She leads the club's relief efforts.[4] She has strong moral convictions and has the chops to back it up. She can hold her own in an arm-wrestling match against The Bishop of Southwark.[5]
She has a deep affinity for animals,[6] particularly Cats,[7] and dislikes seeing them in captivity. She is known to purchase caged animals simply to free them.[8] She also passionately opposes “Pass the Cat,” a game where creatures—often cats—are boxed up and passed around.[9]
She also lends her respectable image to promoting products from reputable producers—provided they align with her moral standards.[10] If an advertiser or product falls short, they will be met with swift condemnation. Her activism extends to staging protests outside establishments she believes harm the moral health of London.[11]
She visits the sick throughout the city, offering them hearty potato soup for their convalescence.[12] On occasion, she attends poetry readings in Veilgarden, where she loudly voices her opinions.[13] She is particularly critical of poetry that includes pagan elements, excessive alcohol references, or poor rhyming.[14]
Despite her commitment to rehabilitating criminals, she faces personal conflicts. She once dined with a Tomb-Colonist, only to discover he had once been a notorious hedonist who led others—her niece included—astray. Though he had reformed, she could not bring herself to forgive him.[15]
She was also a close friend of the late March, a member of The Calendar Council, before they ordered his assasination. It was she who found his body.[16]
Mayoral Campaign
"A fixture among London's social reformers, she has a plethora of worthy causes, all of which she is passionately devoted to. Her slogan is 'Teatime for London.'"[17]
In the year 1895, the Campaigner announced her candidacy for the Mayoral election of London. Her platform included: improved conditions and greater rights for London’s workers, debtors, and tenants, establishment of "houses of respite and healing" to aid addicts and the impoverished, advocacy for London's assorted animals, crackdown on Spirifage, and finally increased tea drinking.[18] Her campaign was supported by reformed poets, well-meaning members of Society, and deacons and deaconesses of the Church, all rallying under her emerald banners.[17] Claymen also rallied behind her, recognizing her past advocacy on their behalf.[19] Supporters received a bearskin hat that they later wore as statement pieces at the theatre.[20]
However, her campaign also revealed tensions. Revolutionaries sought favors from her, only to be rebuffed. She still held a grudge against them for the murder of her friend and fellow temperance advocate, John Cassell.[21]
Her campaign headquarters were housed in the Guildhall of the Humble Order of Mudlarkers and Steeplejacks, a modest tenement on the edge of Spite. There, she detailed plans to waylay honey-dealers and buy out Prisoner's Honey, though she soon found herself overwhelmed by the sheer volume of illicit substance acquired. With no alternative, she dumped it all down a "honey-well."[22]
Her grandson, Chuffy McAvoy-Dauntless, a tearaway member of the Young Stags, supported her efforts despite their differences. He and his fellow Young Stags guarded the honey-well[22] and later helped her set up a picnic at The Fruits of the Zee Festival.[23]
As the election progressed, she gradually lost influence—losing elite support and facing scrutiny over the honey-well incident. Still, she marched through London’s streets with her head held high, determined to bring about change.[19]
Ultimately, she and The Implacable Detective lost the Election to Feducci.[24] Yet, undeterred by defeat, the Dauntless Temperance Campaigner immediately set out on a new campaign.[25]
Historical Inspirations
The temperance movement in the United Kingdom emerged in the early 19th century as a response to widespread alcohol consumption and its associated social problems, including poverty, domestic violence, and public disorder. Initially, the movement promoted moderation, but over time, many advocates pushed for total abstinence, or "teetotalism." Organizations such as the National Temperance League, established in 1856, played a pivotal role in promoting these ideals.
Women were instrumental in the temperance movement, often linking the fight against alcohol to broader social reforms. Figures like Lady Henry Somerset championed both temperance and women's rights. The Dauntless Temperance Campaigner's friend and fellow activist, John Cassell, was a prominent temperance advocate and publisher. Cassell used his platform to promote temperance and educate the working class. Additionally, the Campaigner's focus on animal welfare aligns with the broader humanitarian concerns of the period, paralleling activists like Thomas Bywater Smithies, who campaigned for both temperance and animal welfare.
↑Persuade the Bishop of Southwark, Fallen London""Now there is a fearless woman," […] He may be referring to the time he challenged the Campaigner to an arm-wrestling session […] A pot of tea was spilled […] but it did teach the other board members not to make certain assumptions about the lady."
↑Find him a new home, Fallen London"There's an elderly lady of your acquaintance who campaigns for Temperance. […] she can no longer manage her […] fighting weasel and your […] dog will make an excellent companion for her. […] He's going to a good home where he won't be allowed to drink."
↑Persuade the Viscountess, Fallen London""She is highly regarded among cats," says the Viscountess stiffly. She is frequently to be found sitting on the Dauntless Temperance Campaigner's lap during meetings, but as this is undignified, no one is ever allowed to allude to the fact."
↑A Dauntless Temperance Campaigner is cooing at your Live Specimen. Sunless Sea"I never did like to see anything locked up." She searches her purse for payment, as two of her burlier supporters heft the cage. The thing inside is remarkably still. The Dauntless Temperance Campaigner hands over the fee, and pats the cage. "Come now, dearie. Let's get you out of here."
↑An elaborate strategy, Fallen London"[…] Dauntless Temperance Campaigner has been leading the campaign against you. You label the box 'TEAPOT' and have it posted to a church jumble sale, marked with her return address.[…] Public opinion shifts […] your reputation recovers a little."
↑A succession of visitors, Fallen London"First, a Dauntless Temperance Campaigner with a hearty potato-soup for the convalescent. Next, an acquaintance with a bottle of decent wine. Finally, some lout with a bill, but you hide under the covers until they're gone."
↑Mock an Insufferable Poseur, Fallen London"You hadn't noticed the Dauntless Temperance Campaigner listening appreciatively at the back. As soon as you begin, she turns on you. Her arguments aren't, frankly, compelling, but dear God her voice is loud. You withdraw from the field."
↑A quick commission: Hymns to Sobriety, Fallen London"I'm sorry, I don't consider these pagan allusions appropriate for a properly Christian city. Nor can I commend this 'water of life' business. Alcohol is both sin and death! Furthermore, [...] 'satin' has never rhymed with 'pattern' in any English I speak."
↑Speak with the Temperance Campaigner, Fallen London"I dine regularly with a Tomb-Colonist. We talk long into the evenings, trying to solve London's problems. But we are not always serious; I enjoy the time I spend with him. He makes me laugh."She shakes her head, smiling sadly. "One evening, I thought I recognised his voice. I had to know. I persuaded him to unravel the bandages from his face. I recognised him. Before they'd been to the Colonies, he had been a notorious louche. He'd led many astray; including my niece. I had despised him. He is clearly reformed, but I cannot forgive him. I have been declining requests to dine since. I haven't told him why. His last message sounded deeply lonely, but... I can't bring myself."
↑Betray the Haunted Doctor's trust, Fallen London"John was one of my dearest friends. I was the one who found him – collapsed in his Blackfinger office, lying on a pile of tracts. Thank you, [...] I see I have another campaign to mount. I'll rally the troops. I'll see the Council brought to justice."
↑ 17.017.1Choose the Dauntless Temperance Campaigner as your candidate, Fallen London"[…] the Dauntless Temperance Campaigner […] cares for animals, the poor, the reformed criminals and honey addicts […] against wicked landlords and spirifiers […] Her campaign is bolstered by staunch Society matrons, Criminals […] and the Church. […]"
↑Learn more about the Dauntless Temperance Campaigner's campaign, Fallen London"The Dauntless Temperance Campaigner tears herself away from a brisk conversation with a member of Humble Order of Mudlarkers and Steeplejacks to answer your questions. "I have dedicated my life to fighting exploitation. Yes, I've fought the honey-pushers, who addict dreamers, and the drink-dealers who poison mothers and fathers. But I'm here to fight the factory-owners, the landlords, the bankers who drive our citizens into such harmful escapes. We must help the addled and afflicted, provide houses of respite and healing. And tea. I am in favour of tea." She smiles and gives you a firm handshake, before marching away to menace a notoriously unscrupulous landlord."
↑ 19.019.1Read about the Dauntless Temperance Campaigner's Campaign, Fallen London"'The Dauntless Campaign is visibly struggling. Rumours of a 'honey-well' circulate in the taverns and low houses of Veilgarden, to general amusement. Her supporters are thinning, and her name has been heard uttered in a variety of unkind contexts by various luminaries of high society, in various exclusive teahouses.''Despite – or perhaps because of this – the Campaigner herself is unbowed. She has been seen marching with her head held high through Hastings Square, Spite, and Veilgarden. Rumour has it that there are rumblings in the Clay Quarters: that the Clay Men have begun to talk politics, and are remembering old kindnesses the Stalwart Lady has done for them.'"
↑Have a word with the Dauntless Temperance Campaigner, Fallen London"[…] "Not quite what we hoped, was it?" […] "I didn't compromise though. I do have that. If this is what the people want, well. We keep fighting. […]" She stands, draining her cup in one. She takes your hand. She smiles with proud weariness[…]."